The Goldfinch is an eloquently written novel about a boy, Theodore Decker, who tragically lost his mother in a terrorist-attack explosion in a museum. He survives the explosion and on his escape, meets an old man trapped in rubbles and ruins who gives him instructions that will lead him to a painting that will capture his heart and eventually become an obsession – The Goldfinch by Carel Fabritius. He takes The Goldfinch into his own custody as he escapes the museum and triggers a chain of reaction that will change the course of his life forever. It’s a coming-of-age novel that gave me a 101 on art history, art theft, drug abuse, drug trade and antique trading. It’s a hefty book and finishing it felt so much of an accomplishment, like reading Crime and Punishment or One Hundred Years of Solitude. Like I said, this book made me appreciate art more in the way Tartt explains each painting in her narrative, not just with description but with interpretation. “How beautifully he plays it. Stillness with a tremble of movement.” …He’s telling you that living things don’t last – it’s all temporary. Death in life. That’s why they’re called nature mortes. Maybe you don’t see it at first with all the beauty and bloom, the little speck of rot. But if you look closer – there it is.” I learned about Frans Hals and his techniques, Carel Fabritius, Corot and Jan Van Goyen. I am far from distinguishing one from the other if I see their works but it opened my eyes on how to appreciate art. The story details Theo’s orphan journey and his agonizing despair of losing people and things that really matter to him. He meets a wildly interesting character, Boris, who will add more flavor to Theo’s own character. Boris may always be high but his character has very intriguing philosophies of his own: “Stay away from the ones you love too much. Those are the ones who will kill you. What you want to live and be happy in the world is a woman who has her own life and lets you have yours.” “You know what they say. Chance makes the thief.” “What if all your actions and choices, good or bad, make no difference to God? What if the pattern is pre-set? What if our badness and mistakes are the very thing that set our fate and bring us round to good? What if, for some of us, we can’t get there any other way?" I am in awe of how Donna Tartt developed the character of Theodore - shaping him from an innocent soul to a corrupted man. Here are some memorable quotes: ‘It was as if I’d suffered a chemical change of spirit, as if the acid balance of my psyche had shifted and leached the life out of me in aspects impossible to repair, or reverse, like a frond of living coral hardened to bone.“ “When you feel homesick, he said, ‘just look up. Because the moon is the same wherever you go.’” “Whatever teaches us to talk to ourselves is important: whatever teaches us to sing to ourselves out of despair. But the painting has also taught me that we can speak to each other across time. And I feel I have something very serious and urgent to say to you, my non-existent reader, and I feel I should say it as urgently as if I were standing in the room with you. That life – whatever else it is – is short. That fate is cruel but maybe not random. That Nature (meaning Death) always wins but that doesn’t mean we have to bow and grovel to it.” I recommend reading the book but for readers who are not fond of this genre, you might need to search your mind and your heart for the concentration you need to get through some chapters but it will be worthwhile, I promise.