Kate Womersley is a doctor and academic specialising in psychiatry. Her work at Imperial College London focuses on sex and gender equity in biomedical research The container seems to have been used to transport people great distances, probably on a large vessel or ship. Since no flotsam drifted with it, we surmise it was purposefully jettisoned, but not before the girls inside were executed. If there is any mercy in such a tragedy . . .” Her voice hesitated as emotion found its way. This is newness". Plath introduces a child to the new year on a frosty day, but being Plath the maternal description has an edge of fear. "Only you / Don't know what to make of the sudden slippiness, / The blind, white, awful, inaccessible slant". The child is "too new" to cope with this cold world, and "too new" to share the mother's chilly apprehensions. How did the female body drive 200 million years of human evolution?Why do women live longer than men?Why are women more likely to get Alzheimer’s?Why do girls score better at every academic subject than boys until puberty, when suddenly their scores plummet?Is sexism useful for evolution?And why, seriously why, do women have to sweat through our sheets every night when we hit menopause?

The relationship between Eve and Caleb was perhaps the worse thing of the whole book. I felt no connection, chemistry or anything whats so ever between those two. The romance felt shallow and forced. If you're not going to take time to develop the relationship between characters step-by-step, realistically then don't even bother...like, seriously just don't. The world building was good. I give it 6/10. Not the best i have read, but decent stuff that i liked. Caleb has potential to develop into a BotS in future books… if he drops the ball and chain…. Off a cliff. I feel really sorry for Eve’s friends. They seem really sweet, funny and very patient with Eve’s AFP ways. One of them also sings my second favourite Beatles song in the shower. So that’s also fine.

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EVE: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE NOT INTERESTED. "The plague had killed far more females than males. As one of the few women in The New America, especially an educated, civilized woman, I'd always supposed I was every man's type. [...] I was intelligent, I worked hard. I was told I was beautiful. I was Eve, the valedictorian of School." (NOTE: That is a direct quote in the context of Eve being offended at being told by Caleb that she's "not [his] type" immediately after she's been indoctrinated her whole life -- and been worried for the entirety of the book -- that all men are degenerate rapists.) I didn't necessarily 'like' him too. He was..OK. To be honest, it felt WEIRD reading about him, and how weird is THAT? Why has the Adam and Eve story has persisted in three major religions—Christianity, Judaism and Islam?

You wouldn’t know, if you didn’t read Hebrew, that the tree is described as an object that arouses intense desire” When I first began to write The Fish Ladder, it was because of a hard-to-describe feeling that I should be travelling upstream, and also that I should be documenting the journey. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for when I first set out; certainly not what I eventually found. I could not have anticipated what I would learn about the human heart – my own, and other people’s. And I can’t pretend to be an expert on rivers. I am an enthusiastic amateur, and my knowledge of waterways is almost entirely heuristic. Having said that, I have been comforted by water all my life.

Necesitaba para el reto Popsugar un libro con un palíndromo como título, no en el título sino como título entero así que estaba la cosa muy restringida. One of the first questions I ask myself when I'm reading a dystopian novel is, "Could I ever live in this world?" I can easily answer no for Eve. I can see this book having two distinctive effects on people: horrifying them and completely turning them off or intriguing them just enough to keep them reading. I'm happy to say I fell in the latter category.

Pulling himself up, he brushed off the sand before helping Eve to her feet. She gracefully accepted his hand, though it wasn’t needed. Coarse white hair formed a woven crown around her face, lined and creased by countless years, a masterpiece of sculpted joy and sorrow. She glowed more like a child than a matriarch, her mahogany eyes lit by expectancy. The real origin of our species: a myth-busting, eye-openinglandmarkaccount of how humans evolved, offering a paradigm shift in our thinking about what the female body is, how it came to be, and how this evolution still shapes all our lives today

THE SIZE OF THE container surprised John. At least thirty feet in length, its sheer weight had required a dozen of the Haulers’ beasts to drag it out of the water over rolling logs. Deep ruts were clearly visible behind the box on the cove’s sandy shore. Tents held tables piled high with its contents: clothing, blankets, and a few stuffed toys. It was colder here, as if the sun itself had turned its warming face away. He took 15 years trying to write his literal interpretation, and he couldn’t finish it. The trouble is, you can’t actually interpret the Book of Genesis literally, any more than you can when Jesus says, ‘I am the door; I am the vine.’ Is he a door? Is he a vine? Of course not. It’s a metaphor. Reading through my old review, i am surprised that i actually wrote i 'loved' her, because it was far from what i felt now. El día antes de la graduación Eve encuentra a una de sus compañeras intentando escapar y ésta le cuenta algunas cosas que Eve no puede creer. Pero, ¿Y si tiene razón? ¿Y si su destino no es tan bonito como lo pintan las profesoras? The Greek origin myth that has most notably survived, I suppose, is the story of Pandora. Most of us know it, especially its bitterly misogynistic core. It’s not part of the Hebrew account, but was somehow folded into its interpretation by Christians who knew the Greek stories.