Kazuo Ishiguro managed to illustrate the life of a butler in such a beautiful way that I almost wanted to abandon all of my dreams to become a butler. Ishiguro writes in a very unique way, meandering the path of life, as if time is just one giant pool of water with every memory and moment mixed together without a defined beginning and end. Yet, because books are structured so there is a beginning, middle, and end, Ishiguro fits his pool of memories just so it makes sense in both a linear and universal sense. Because of this meandering style of writing, I had a difficult time connecting the words to meaning, and the meaning to a general roadmap of the book. However, once I had really gotten into the book, I then had a difficult time putting it down. I highly recommend this book for both butlers and commonfolk, or anyone who is mildly interested in the life of a serious gentleman.