Caribou Island

I just finished one of my two books that I recently checked out for my summer reading fest.  It is called Caribou Island by David Vann.  Here are some interesting sections that I thought I'd share:

"Soup's on, she yelled from the tent.  Kneeling like she was at some altar, but worshipping what god?  An outpost for the faithful who hadn't yet decided on a name.  Still fashioning their god, finding their fears and their corollaries.  Most importantly, what would the god do?  Irene didn't want an afterlife.  This life was more than enough.  And she didn't need to be forgiven.  She just wanted to be given back what had been taken.  A lost-and-found god.  That would be good enough.  No other fancy qualities, nothing mystical.  Just give back what had been taken."

"The tent as wild as any flames for reading signs, but you'd have to want to see.  You'd have to be half-dumb or from an earlier time.  That was the problem with now.  You couldn't believe, and it was awful not to believe."

"She wondered if she could be softer, forgive him for everything, let it pass.  Accept what her life had been.  Something reassuring about that.  But in the end, you feel what you feel.  You don't get a choice.  You don't get to remake yourself from the beginning.  You can't put life back together a different way."