With beastly determination, I have conquered "Corelli's Mandolin" at long last. Or, has it conquered me? Great book but very, very maddening to negotiate its thick, voluminous pages and scores of erudite passages. And yet, I laughed, cried, bemoaned, outright bitched, and then finally capitulated into having a damned good time after all was said and done. Yeah, it was like that!