Category: Book

Piranesi by Susanna Clarke

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


Piranesi is a hauntingly beautiful novel that defies genre and expectation. From the very first page, I was captivated by its surreal world—a labyrinthine House filled with statues, tides, and echoes of forgotten knowledge. Clarke’s prose is lyrical and precise, drawing the reader into a space that feels both infinite and intimate.

What struck me most was the book’s profound exploration of madness and healing. The protagonist’s journey, told through meticulous journal entries, resonated deeply with me. The act of journaling—documenting, reflecting, and making sense of one’s reality—was not just a narrative device but a lifeline. I found myself relating to this deeply personal ritual, which threads through every part of the story.

The novel’s magic lies in its quiet revelations. It doesn’t shout; it whispers. And in those whispers, it speaks of trauma, resilience, and the redemptive power of solitude and curiosity. Piranesi reminded me that healing can be found in the most unexpected places—even in a world of tides and statues.

I’m truly glad I read it. It’s a literary gem that lingers long after the final page.



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Piranesi by Susanna Clarke My rating: 5 of 5 stars Piranesi is a hauntingly beautiful novel that defies genre and expectation. From the very first page, I was captivated by its surreal world—a labyrinthine House filled with statues, tides, and echoes of forgotten knowledge. Clarke’s prose is lyrical and precise, drawing the reader into a space that feels both infinite and intimate. What struck me most was the book’s profound exploration of madness and healing. The protagonist’s journey, told through meticulous journal entries, resonated deeply with me. The act of journaling—documenting, reflecting, and making sense of one’s reality—was not just a narrative device but a lifeline. I found myself relating to this deeply personal ritual, which threads through every part of the story. The novel’s magic lies in its quiet revelations. It doesn’t shout; it whispers. And in those whispers, it speaks of trauma, resilience, and the redemptive power of solitude and curiosity. Piranesi reminded me that healing can be found in the most unexpected places—even in a world of tides and statues. I’m truly glad I read it. It’s a literary gem that lingers long after the final page. View all my reviews