Perhaps most of us believe we loved with an unreasoned passion not cordoned or understood by others. Afraid of being ridiculed we keep the depth of our ardor to ourselves. Then we feel isolated and alone. This book enabled me to realize that others love and want to the depths of their souls also. I never felt as alone again after I read this beautiful monument to pristine, if misdirected love.

How can chance and timing push an ordinary, decent, ambitious young man to the point where he considers murder as his only way out. This is a tremendous story that gives you the uncomfortable feeling that this tragedy could have happened to you. A murderer, me? Read it. You won’t be able to put it down.

If you ever thought you had a secure handle on how to live, read this book. You will then realize how far we all are from what really matters. It shows us what a modern saint would be like if we could meet him or her. We all look for peace. The hero here finds it entirely from within, without a struggle, and without conflict. Though I can never hope to get there completely, he is my hero.

I underline in pencil most of what I read. When reading these timeless chunks of wisdom I underlined almost every line. There is vast insight in virtually every single sentence. Just read one short essay and I promise it will change your life for the better. Then you will be hooked as I was and go on to read the rest.