This age-old tension between worldly self and inner self, cleverly tailored by Ferris to the Internet era, is not fully developed...It is as though Ferris's narrative, which begins so ambitiously, falls victim to the very cultural shallowness bemoaned by its protagonist...
Few Mormons and “Gentiles” get off lightly here, and Beam makes a strong case that they shouldn’t. That may not endear the book to all readers, whatever their beliefs, but it reveals how the fight over Mormonism, one built both on its distinctive claims and its enemies’ intolerance, extends into our day.
A powerful, honest account of a lifelong attempt to understand that will please neither theists nor atheists.
Those with even the slightest curiosity about history, culture, civilization, and the very human trait to survive and preserve at all costs will devour this book with the enthusiasm and fascination it rightly deserves.
Throughout, vivid details of his search in blistering heat for holy sites both authentic and dubious anchor this complex, compelling spiritual testimony. "You've met my Jesus," he concludes. "Now meet your own."
In a well-balanced narrative that interweaves historical detail with the lives of servant Clara Bell and her employers, Peggy Shippen Arnold and her husband, Pataki successfully captures an infamous act in American history.
Brimming with acute observation and inspired prose, Mary Miller’s The Last Days of California is a blessing of a book.
Framed by short anecdotes relating to Alexander Graham Bell’s invention of the telephone, Albom’s story unfolds in reportorial-style sketches, right up to a double-twist conclusion. A sentimental meditation on "[w]hat is false about hope?"
...Rodriguez doesn't beat this discovery over the reader's head but unpacks it gently, over the course of years, in seemingly disjointed stories that explain one writer's journey to a God of many.
A pleasing read if you’re inclined toward the authors’ selective views. Otherwise, the four Gospels will do just fine.
...while he whets readers’ appetites, he rarely sates them...he clears the table to make room for a promised second course. Hopefully that one will be more satisfying.
I am saddened to say that even though the story did indeed make for tender and poignant reading with some whimsical dialogue and scenes, I found it a battle to read and felt almost relief when I came to the final page.
Bennoune, and those she profiles, bravely meets the tide of extremism with a sense of shared community and nonviolent purpose.
Mr. Gollner is a good sport and a fine wordsmith. Part Mary Roach, part Joe Strummer of the Clash, he injects punk energy and invention into the genre of quirky scientific nonfiction. Long may he write.
...a character who comes across as completely self-absorbed and selfish. Thoroughly disenchanting: Powers' admirers would do better to reread his stories or novels.
There is an odd intemperance about the tone of this book, with vociferous assertion often replacing argument.
This writer's own story is a central theme of this gripping book. When she flew the nest at 17, Solnit was presented by her parents with a broken suitcase and a travel clock that didn't work, and they never gave her anything else again.
While The Alchemist is a beautiful and extraordinarily optimistic tale, it isn't very well written, but that's not to say the it isn't a good book.
He has unearthed a story of remarkable relevance for today: about the man who walked out of Lefortovo Prison with his hatred of a disintegrating system transformed into a hatred of us.
Recommended for readers who prefer poetry and criticism to platitudes or self-help texts, this memoir suits an audience able to balance intelligent insight with open-minded possibility, as a talented poet challenges his own and our verities.