Elizabeth Gilbert is the author of a story collection, Pilgrims (a finalist for the PEN/Hemingway Award); a novel, Stern Men; and The Last American Man (a finalist for the National Book Award and the National Book Critics Circle Award).
The only thing wrong with this readable, funny memoir of a magazine writer's yearlong travels across the world in search of pleasure and balance is that it seems so much like a Jennifer Aniston movie. Like Jen, Liz is a plucky blond American woman in her thirties with no children and no major money worries. As the book opens, she is going through a really bad divorce and subsequent stormy rebound love affair. Awash in tears in the middle of the night on the floor of the bathroom, she begins to pray for guidance, “you know —— like, to God.” God answers. He tells her to go back to bed. I started seeing the Star headlines: “Jen's New Faith!” “What Really Happened at the Ashram!” “Jen's Brazilian Sugar Daddy —— Exclusive Photos!” Please understand that Gilbert, whose earlier nonfiction book, The Last American Man, portrayed a contemporary frontiersman, is serious about her quest. But because she never leaves her self-deprecating humor at home, her journey out of depression and toward belief lacks a certain gravitas. The book is composed of 108 short chapters (based on the beads in a traditional Indian japa mala prayer necklace) that often come across as scenes in a movie. And however sad she feels or however deeply she experiences something, she can't seem to avoid dressing up her feelings in prose that can get too cute and too trite. On the other hand, she convinced me that she acquired more wisdom than most young American seekers —— and did it without peyote buttons or other classic hippie medicines. When Gilbert determines that she requires a year of healing, her first stop is Italy, because she feels she needs to immerse herself in a language and culture that worships pleasure and beauty. This sets the stage for a “Jen's Romp in Rome,” where she studies Italian and, with newfound friends, searches for the best pizza in the world......
说到睡前读物,《Eat pray love》绝对是极好的选择。边读就边想,一定要和你们分享这本书,但看到一半时,就送给了朋友。等到卓越再送书来,半个月已经过去了。可惜的是,朋友却无心看这本书。不禁感叹:有心栽花,花不开。我以为可以缓解她纠结许久的心事,却不料并无裨益。 ...
評分很早以前写的读后感,不算是书评,不过还是给挪过来吧。 看完了《一辈子做女孩》,觉得好像和这个汉语译书名没多大关系,还不如用英文名《eat,pray,love》,更能准确直观地表达出书的每一部分所描写的内容。虽然我觉得作者好像有点精神分裂症,但是看完这本书,还是觉得心灵也...
評分我相信,这世上太多事情,太多人与人之间的际遇,是讲求缘分的。 我不得不说的是,中国出版业的编辑,毁掉了不少非常不错的原版书。无论是编辑对原著书的精神的理解,以及拿着低稿费草草了事的翻译们,都是对原著有着某种程度上的曲解。但是,话又说回来,他们也的确是不容易...
評分 評分曾经对《一辈子做女孩》这本书满含期待,因为它的宣传说希拉里和李银河都推荐了这本书。李银河在她的博客中写道: 前段时间我看了美国作家伊丽莎白•吉尔伯特的《一辈子做女孩》。一个知识女性,为了寻找自己内心的平衡和幸福,抛开家庭去独自旅行的故事。她离了婚,又和情人...
當時在機場,就該拿fifty shades of grey而不是這本...
评分我依然天天禪坐,從斐利貝的床溜到沙發上,讓自己靜坐,對這一切錶達感激。在他的陽颱外頭,鴨子一路聒聒叫,穿越稻田,到處聒噪戲水。如此放鬆地潛入禪修,仿如我的情人正為我準備沐浴。在早晨的陽光下裸著身子,隻裹著一條薄毯,我融入恩典中,漂浮在無極的上空,猶如在湯匙上保持平衡的小貝殼。過去的人生,為何似乎很難。一切語言都是多餘的,我的心靈,生活,感情終於又重新復歸平靜和正常。這是一趟學習享樂的旅程,也是一場召喚自我的人生之旅。沒有旅伴,卻跟最親密的自己一起,由此更靠近自己。在這一整年的追尋快樂與虔誠之間的平衡中,我終於發現,拯救我的人,並非彆人,而是我自己操控我,拯救我。
评分The people you meet who affect your life, and the ups and downs you experience, help to create who you are and who you become.
评分Italy≥India>>Indonesia. 很長很厚,看瞭好久,不過還算值得。A road to the soul.
评分韻兒所贈。
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