The Passenger

by Cormac McCarthy

This book was given to me as a birthday present by my daughter. It was a difficult one to get into. I never really understood the story at the beginning and kept stopping and starting the book. Then finally I read the last third of the book, about 150 pages in one weeked and it kind of came together a little. The title of the book is a little misleading as the identity of the passenger that is missing from the plane at the beginning of the book is never clarified. Did he or she even exist? There are a lot other loose ends that are not tied up. It's not one of those books where you come away with a clear ending. There's a lot of religious, philosophical and moral thoughts to be gotten out of the book though.

What kept me going thoughout the book was the prose. The dialog was a joy to read.

A final thought. In one of the dialogs a point was made about not writing down thoughts. The thought being that once you write the thought down it is no longer an abstract thought. The evolution of the thought has come to end, confined by the realities of the real world. To keep thoughts evolving you need to keep them as thoughts.

From 10.03.2025 to 10.08.2025