Piranesi

I am rereading Piranesi for library book group tonight. I am overwhelmed anew with how much I love Myself/Piranesi (though that is not my name)/Matthew Rose Sorensen before he remembers what was done to him. He is so appreciative of everything that is beautiful and good, so brave in the face of everything painful and terrifying, so interested in everything he doesn't understand, and so honest and careful about documenting what he learns! He is a Beloved Child of the House, whose Beauty is immeasurable, its Kindness infinite.

This book group does not usually read SF so I am interested to see what we make of it.