"Evelyn was smiling and happy as she walked back to the car; but as she passed Ruth's grave, she stopped. Something was there that hadn't been there before. Sitting on the headstone was a glass jar filled with freshly cut little pink sweetheart roses. Beside the jar was an envelope addressed in thin,"
终于读完了…难以描述它有多好,看的时候爱上这本书,读完了爱上作者。列车驶过美国南方小镇,铁轨边的咖啡店招牌菜是油炸绿番茄,开店的两位女士从不会把任何人拒之门外:不管你是黑人、失意者、流浪汉……两层带前门廊的白色小楼住着充满欢声笑语的特雷德古德一家人,后院开满粉红色甜心玫瑰。作者把自己的家乡描绘得如此动人,谈起衰老与死亡她是多么温柔,而又有谁能把经历了大萧条、战争、谋杀、种族歧视与性别偏见的人物们写得这么风趣可爱呢? 英文原版结尾有作者访谈,看到她有注意力缺陷真是一点也不奇怪。“you’re never laughing at them. It’s more like laughing with them.”“Life is, after all, very funny.”