The little Paris Bookshop is a remarkably rational read for as light as it is. The bare basic of this book might be Monsieur Perdu's bookshop and his finally coming to terms with his own past, but there is a remarkable amount of psychology crammed in every other page.
As an avid reader it is always more gratifying to read an author who loves books and is well read themselves.. We all know how satisfying it is to find a book that will suspend or griefs, realities, change our perceptions, lives or simply divert us on a level we were until that moment unaware even existed.
It is easier to have comprehension into the lives of others than it is to grasp our own. Ms. George reverberations that you can learn about a person within 5 minutes of a conversation; with Perdu's inherent perception on what would be a good read that would help others.; of course the same man locked away an complete room in his house for 20 years just to elude reading a letter and the reader will pick up instantaneously on his own serious struggle to self-diagnosis. Logically he will be driven forward when his philanthropy to a neighbor produces an unintentional involvement of sorts that forces him to address his past dissatisfactions and sorrows to heal his-self.
