I've never read anything by him before. I've always been scared away by those who cry melodrama and drivel. But I decided to give this book a try after I saw Ryan reading it on our camping trip. I'm only about half way through, but it's got me. All this nostalgia that I speak of all the time is very hard to put into words. Somehow, he has done it in this book. I can't explain it really, nor can I pick a single quote, but it's there. It struck me vividly on the subway yesterday, and I completely lost myself in memories that weren't even my own, not on paper anyway. But as I read his words, they were being replaced by my own. As I read his descriptions of nostalgia, my mind was floating on the memory of mine.