Like many posters on this thread, I am torn between which book (out of all the books I've read, which is quite a lot) is my favourite, the one that has the right elements, how likeable or arrogant the characters, how much they grow or re-discover themselves, how many little useless quirks are flitted throughout the book , what passages makes me sigh with admiration or amazement, what universal themes it possesses, and ultimately if the author has the courage to write down what everyone's is thinking but never daring to say. The book that the theme's that are explored are so foreboden, that it makes critics either cringe or rejoice.
It can't be defined by how many copies are sold or what it's rating is on the New York Times Bestseller lists, its yard stick is if, when the book's end is near, you are counting the pages, yearning for the end; or if you have a pang at closing the final chapter and it leaves you hungry for more because you've been thrown into a world your reluctant to leave.
That's my favourite book
), I've found to be easygoing and immensely enjoyable. I recommend it to everyone.
