Year pub: 2010
Publisher: Harper Teen
I cried. If you know, I'm a robot of a person and I don't cry on books. But this one, I did. The very essence of just everything...everything, Marchetta just, she just wraps it all up just, beautifully. So beautifully, you feel like you can't breathe unless there is something more to hold on to.
Jellicoe Road is not meant to be given anything except one thing. It is meant to be read. That's it. That's what kills me. That's what makes me feel like I have no life after reading a book. It's what makes me smile. What makes me laugh. What makes me cry. What makes me sad. What makes me bubbly. What makes me so fucking pissed off at the world. It's everything.
" A place on the Jellicoe Road. "