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“I had met Hanna again on the benches as an old woman. She had looked like an old woman and smelled like an old woman. I hadn’t noticed her voice at all. Her voice had stayed young.”

Quote by Bernhard Schlink

Book:The Reader
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The Reader

In this poignant narrative, a young man falls in love with an older woman, who remains enigmatic until the novel's climax. The story delves into the complexities of human relationships and the impact of historical events on individual lives. more

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Bernhard Schlink
Bernhard Schlink

German writer known for his novel 'The Reader'. Born on July 6, 1944, Bernhard Schlink's works often explore themes of morality, history, and memory. more

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