The History of Love is one of my favorite books. The author wrote it concurrently to her husband writing Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, and if you read them back-to-back, your life will change.
I mean, your life will change by reading either, but the both of them together--in either order--will haunt you.
You're welcome in advance.
This boy I like asked me last month if he could take me somewhere all I needed was a passport and bikini bottoms. I accepted. Next week, we travel to St. Martin.
Tonight, he announced that his beach read is The History of Love. We've never discussed it. He explained to me, not knowing anything about my history with it (one of the only books I have read thrice): "Yeah, so. I read the reviews, and everyone said that it was this beautifully haunting and intricately woven story with complicated timelines..."
I said, "I know."
He said, "Wait. Have you read it?"
According to interviews, Jonathan Safron Foer and Nicole Krauss were not familiar with the parallels in their stories or storytellings. I don't really care if that's true. They both wrote masterful, honest depictions of super difficult topics.
History of love:
"Once upon a time, there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering." --Nicole Krauss
May we all be so blessed.