Sunday, June 19, 2016

Book Review : Me before you by Jojo moyes SPOILERS

Me Before YouMe Before You by Jojo Moyes
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Verdict  :  Beautiful
March 2- June 17
Louisa Clark is an ordinary girl living an exceedingly ordinary life—steady boyfriend, close family—who has never been farther afield than their tiny village. She takes a badly needed job working for ex-Master of the Universe Will Traynor, who is wheelchair-bound after an accident. Will has always lived a huge life—big deals, extreme sports, worldwide travel—and now he’s pretty sure he cannot live the way he is.

Will is acerbic, moody, bossy—but Lou refuses to treat him with kid gloves, and soon his happiness means more to her than she expected. When she learns that Will has shocking plans of his own, she sets out to show him that life is still worth living.

A love story for this generation, Me Before You brings to life two people who couldn’t have less in common—a heartbreakingly romantic novel that asks, What do you do when making the person you love happy also means breaking your own heart

Review : This book tore my heart out and stomped on it . This book was beautiful , funny sad and heartbreaking at the same time . This book is about Louisa who ends up being a caretaker for will who is in a wheelchair he isn't the most nice person she tries to cheer him up and talk to him but will doesn't want that he's unhappy being in the chair . But they settle into a routine . Now characters I loved Louisa I loved her crazy her personality . Now will sometimes I loved him sometimes I thought he was a dick but I still loved him . Louisa's boyfriend was a prick I hated him he was so obsessed with working out that he didn't really care for Louisa such a meat head . Louisa and her sister have a up and down relationship but they care for each other . Louisa's family is tight on money and she needs this job it's for six months and we find out why . Will wants to kill himself he's unhappy he doesn't want to live this way so he's going to go to Switzerland to die . Louisa want's to make sure Will lives she makes to a plan to get him out to help him do things . They go to a concert classical and she wore the red dress . Will's ex girlfriend is getting married to his former co-worker both pricks . They end up going to the wedding together Louisa gets drunk they dance and they are going to travel for six months but then will gets sicker and they have to cancel but they try another trip and then Louisa and her boyfriend break up . they travel Louisa goes scuba diving and her and will kiss and she loves and wants to be with him but will can't do that to her she tells him she knows and he wants her to come with him when he does it and she's mad and sad she quits but ends up going to him and at then end he did die and I was sobbing this book tore my heart out and I loved it I still need to see the movie I will be bringing tissues. And I loved how will got her bubble bee tights so sweet.
You only get one life. It's actually your duty to live it as fully as possible.”
Push yourself. Don't Settle. Just live well. Just LIVE.”

All I can say is that you make me... you make me into someone I couldn't even imagine. You make me happy, even when you're awful. I would rather be with you - even the you that you seem to think is diminished - than with anyone else in the world.”

Hey Clark', he said.'Tell me something good'. I stared out of the window at the bright-blue Swiss sky and I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn't have met, and who didn't like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other. And I told him of the adventures they had, the places they had gone, and the things I had seen that I had never expected to. I conjured for him electric skies and iridescent seas and evenings full of laughter and silly jokes. I drew a world for him, a world far from a Swiss industrial estate, a world in which he was still somehow the person he had wanted to be. I drew the world he had created for me, full of wonder and possibility.

“I turned in my seat. Will’s face was in shadow and I couldn’t quite make it out.
‘Just hold on. Just for a minute.’
‘Are you all right?’ I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong.
‘I’m fine. I just . . . ’
I could see his pale collar, his dark suit jacket a contrast against it.
‘I don’t want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about . . . ’ He swallowed.
Even in the half-dark it seemed effortful.
‘I just . . . want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.’
I released the door handle.
I closed my eyes and lay my head against the headrest, and we sat there together for a while longer, two people lost in remembered music, half hidden in the shadow of a castle on a moonlit hill.”

I kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath mingled and the tears from my eyes became salt on his skin, and I told myself that, somewhere, tiny particles of him would become tiny particles of me, ingested, swallowed, alive, perpetual. I wanted to press every bit of me against him. I wanted to will something into him. I wanted to give him every bit of life I felt and force him to live.”

“Sometimes , Clark, you are pretty much the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning

“You know, you would never have let those breasts so close to me if I weren’t in a wheelchair,’ he murmured.
I looked back at him steadily. ‘You would never have looked at my breasts if you hadn’t been in a wheelchair.’
‘What? Of course I would.’
‘Nope. You would have been far too busy looking at the tall blonde girls with the endless legs and the big hair, the ones who can smell an expense account at forty paces. And anyway, I wouldn’t have been here. I would have been serving the drinks over there. One of the invisibles.’
He blinked.
‘Well? I’m right, aren’t I?’
Will glanced over at the bar, then back at me. ‘Yes. But in my defense, Clark, I was an arse.”

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