To say I have an abundance of books is an understatement. I am blessed to have extra rooms to spread out in, and I have collections of not just my books, but the treasured volumes of other family members too. Still, at times, I feel I don’t have anything to read. I love to look through the donated books in library sales and thrift stores, and almost never buy a full-priced book. Recently I came upon a copy of Dr. Zhivago. I absolutely love the movie, the first version starring Omar Sharif and Julie Christie, and also thought the new version starring Keira Knightley and Hans Matheson was done quite well.
The book is filled with some of the most beautiful prose I have ever read. I understood why when I visited Wikipedia’s page on the life of Boris Pasternak. The link can be found here: Boris Pasternak. Pasternak writes so vividly and with such skill that I can perfectly visualize the scenes he describes.
“It was a dry frosty November day with a still, leaden sky and a few snowflakes coming down one by one. They spun slowly and hesitantly before settling on the pavement like fluffy gray dust.”
I am on page seventy-three of the 560 pages. It will take me awhile, but the reading of the familiar story will be well worth it to me.
Here is a beautiful Youtube slide show I found accompanied by Lara’s Theme.