It's like a step over a puddle of intelligence, of grasping something visionary, of delightful writing, taking the beauty of it and segue myself into a thing that requires much less analysis and is more fun. The speed of your eyes drifting through the words and lines is a beautiful feeling and that is where I am at, at the moment, just finishing a masterful book - "The Road" and jumping to a mystery novel by Ruth Ware in "The woman in cabin 10."

70 percent of the way into understanding the work of Cormac McCarthy. Screw the story, the writing is just unbelievable. So simple, yet so sophisticated.

Nothing in his memory anywhere of anything so good