"Beware. This book will make you want to bite raw onions.
To dig holes one and a half metres across and deep. To climb a mountain. To breathe in your old sneakers. To put on lipstick before going after your enemies. To know everything about the forgotten existence of your great-great-great-grandmother. And this, even if you loathe lilies, even if you hate mountaineering and hard labour, even if cosmetics repel you as much as the smell of feet, and even if genealogy and family stories leave you profoundly indifferent. Now, to escape all this is simple. You only have to avoid imitating the hundreds of thousands of American teenagers who have already acclaimed this book, and never open it."