Gracious, did I enjoy this book. Again, I got so swept up that I neglected to write down all of the phrases that impressed me. Sections of Leif Enger’s “Peace Like a River” took me so by surprise that I actually had to reread the passages to be sure that I’d read what I thought I’d read. I might read the whole book again, and I don’t do that very often anymore.

Here were the two phrases that I did jot down:

… “Once in my life I knew a grief so hard I could actually hear it inside.” …

… “The sun was out so hard on the snow I could barely look — it was like we lived on the sun.” …

I only wish I hadn’t read the dust jacket’s description; I think it gave away too much.