The Ivy Tree by Mary StewartMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
I didn't like this book at first because I didn't like the main character. At all.
Then plot happened, things were revealed, and I DID like her.
So now I need to read it again, because I think I'll like it better the second time knowing about her what I know now.
Good training for life, really. Try not to pass judgement; everyone has a story but you wandered in in the middle of the 3rd act and don't know it yet.
Also, this, when one character asks another to give her advice.
"Why in blazes should you imagine I could be of any help to you? I made a pretty fair mess of my own life, you know."
I half expected the routine and automatic response of kindness and reassurance, but it didn't come. She said immediately:
"That's why. It isn't the people who've had things their own way who--well, who get wisdom. And they haven't the time to think about what life does to other people, either. But if you've been hurt yourself, you can imagine it. You come alive to it. It's the only use I can ever see that pain has. All that stuff about welcoming suffering because it lifts up the soul is rot. People ought to avoid pain, if they can, like disease...but if they have to stand it, its best use might be that it makes them kinder. Being kind's the main thing, isn't it?"
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