The Glass Room | der Glasraum | Simon Mawer’s novel offers a different perspective of World War II and the Holocaust. The book is about the Landeuers, a wealthy family, who build a modern home outside of Vienna only to have to flee when the war breaks out. I’d never really thought about what the rich,and especially the well-off Jews — sacrificed and did in the unfortunate circumstances of war, revolution and persecution.
Some lines to remember:
The wrongness or rightness of the future is a matter of the purest contingency. Viktor has always worked on the principle that the future is there to be handled, manipulated, bent and twisted to one’s own desires but now he knows how untrue that is. The future just happens.
Everyone loves deceit. Without deceit there would be no art.
Love seems a relative quality, not a unitary thing that can exist independent of an object. Love for, love of, never just love. There are different grades of love, different shades of love, difference scents and tastes of love. It is not like happiness or misery, qualities that seem dull and limited. Love is limitless…