Dear me, not an accomplished writer nor a discerning student of literature such as myself is unworthy of criticizing this royal piece of art!

This thin book has got in itself the very quintessence that most thick books and other duology, trilogy or tetralogy tried but still failed to bring about perfectly. I’ve heard praises of Shakespeare and his Hamlet for too long, but I had only got a chance to read the shorten prose version of it in my language. This was my first private meeting with this legendary writer, and Good Heavens; have I just, for the first time in my life, found out what a passional beauty is like when it’s reflected in mere letters.

Hamlet was penned with such richness in philosophical depth and was languaged exquisitely. If Dickens is my Hermes for his rhetoric and intellectual proses, then for the emotional eloquence of his composition, Shakespeare thus becomes Apollo to me.

What a struggle I had with this big book of old chivalry. Don Quixote as a character annoyed me so much with his delusions. His adventures from beginning to end were totally foolish and nonsensical to me. I really enjoyed all other interpolated novels in the book more and the characters involved are much more interesting.

However, there were countless knowledges in this book which I wish I had more time to look into them, and as the end was closing in, I gradually developed such a deep pity for the old chivalrous knight and his even more piteous squire. It’s actually a kind of a sad story. Maybe the Knight of the White Moon shouldn’t have intervened with Don Quixote’s journey so that he could die on the road of chivalry, for even though all were his delusions, he’s happily living his dreams. And what a difference Don Quixote might have made, had he taken this adventure when he was a lot more younger!

Was Gregor Samsa’s metamorphosis truly physically or simply metaphorically? If someone whom you truly loved was in the same situation as him, would you still keep loving him and trying to save him in spite of all the obstacles? I wonder how many people can say for sure that they would. This is such a very sad story that irrefutably is a reflection of our reality.