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Vox Audita Perrit, Literra Scripta Manet....
The heard word is lost, the written letter remains...
Something I forgot earlier...
I finished The Name of the Rose. After many cups of tea and long hours.

It was beautiful, and it would be an understatement to say that I adored it. Eco's prose is thick with detail and quite difficult to get through at times, but it was an ultimately rewarding read.

Adso reminds me a bit of a younger version of Tristan, a character I created. Curious and in need of guidance. He was a good narrator.

The chapter where Adso listens to the Dies Irae and experiences the dream was probably my favourite chapter. The imagery was both brutal and vivid. Reminded me a bit of Louis De Berniere's writing in the Troublesome Offspring of Cardinal Guzman, though such detail in that book was only hinted at. Eco went the whole way with it.

The suspense was well-done and the identity of the murderer kept me guessing until the end. Of course, I loved all the reference to classical literature and all the bits of Latin being spoken by the monks. And the theological debates and arguments between the Dominicans and Fransiscans.

Ah, anyway! I'm going to stop fangirling/geeking now. I loved the book, and I wouldn't mind finding Eco's book Foucault's Pendulum, since I studied Foucault in Communication and Media too.

Current Mood: geeky geeky
Current Music: Mozart's Requiem- Dies Irae

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