Norman Vincent Peale’s 1952 masterpiece will ‘help you release your inner powers.’ No joke, it says so right on the back.
I mostly read this for shits and giggles. It was given to me by this guy who…well, that’s a long story, but he said it’d helped him a lot, so I tried to take it seriously at first. I really struggled to figure out what exactly is wrong with it (or with me), and if you’ve read it, I’d appreciate your opinion. If you havent, I present for you a segment of advice which he gave to a rather prompt and purpose-driven young lady who could not catch herself a man: ‘Then I said, “You have a very firm way of pressing your lips together which indicates a domineering attitude. The average male, I might as well tell you, does not like to be dominated, at least so that he knows it.” Then I added, “I think you would be a very attractive person if you got those too-firm lines out of your face. You must have a little softness, a little tenderness, and those lines are too firm to be soft.” Then I observed her dress, which was obviously quite expensive, but she didn’t wear it very well, and so I said, “This may be a bit out of my line, and I hope you won’t mind, but perhaps you could get that dress to hang a little better…” Then I suggested, “Perhaps it might help to get your hair fixed up a little. It’s a little — floaty. Then you might also add a little sweet-smelling perfume — just a whiff of it.”
The pith of which is that you should be spineless and sneaky, free of wrinkles and flawless of dress, coiffed and fragrant, and then a man will come to you. Point taken.
Final verdict: Unless you’re really down the crapper, this book won’t tell you anything you don’t already know, and it will do so in a tiresome, over-simplified fashion.
One caterpillar for having spelled your name right, Norman