Private Winds Does anyone of us really know his divine name given by God? Origins of us are connected with divine spirits, but souls themselves are eternal. They live during time which cannot be measured by mundane hours. They are something we cannot see or touch or guess, we can only feel their presence and believe in a given destination. The human body is just a vessel that holds the contents of being. Memory, on the other hand can broaden the limits of the container, by filling it with events, sentiments, subjective, and the information we get all along our lives. The main aim of the author is to depict a struggle of the character without giving his name in order not to distract the reader from the events. So, I would like to ask a few …show more content…
And then, just after realizing how beautiful they are, you start noticing light which comes from within. Some warmth and strengths that they are ready to share with you. And vice verse, when the person does some terrible deeds, all his features awake revolting sensation. “The English Patient” it’s a story about a man, whose body had been scorched with the fire and his soul had been wounded with the grief. What a person without faith, but full of vivid memories can require? Maybe a chance of getting a burden off his consciousness and …show more content…
Losing someone you know you could have saved is double hard. But just for a minute stop and think, and remember that you are just a person. You cannot turn back time and change your destiny anticlockwise. Being human means sacrificing something for another things, sharing with the others, understanding and forgiving oneself for one’s own mistakes. It doesn’t matter when the knowledge comes, but the important thing is whether you have learnt the lessons. The story is not only about the English patient and Katherine, there are also many vivid characters that have a sparkle. Hana , Kip, Caravaggio can be only the strange sounding names for the unfamiliar reader. At the same time these characters have the thirst for life, sometimes I think even greater that actual people. All in all, the author describes not these precise people, but the souls that stand behind them ,souls that had entered their bodies and flowed like the rivers with them. The apprehension that comes with the development of the plot are so immense, that a reader can actually connect the characters with other people in his life. Great minds are always beautiful, they awoke the feeling of compassion and empathy. People read and watch movies to relieve the story and events with its personages. Who cares about the names? If we had a book consisting of nothing but names, would it be interesting for us to