Ah Flaubert's Parrot, what an enticing read. As perused the novel, the pages seemed to fly by (much like a parrot), never failing to captivate my mind. I like how I, as a reader, was granted the opportunity to make my own decisions while reading the text. I was able to draw my own conclusions, stay true to my own interpretations! What a beautiful thing indeed. I now realize that Flaubert is a rather hillarious individual, something I regrett not understanding while I read Madame Bovary.