Amazing. I kept thinking in the short amount of time it took me to read this book, just how long it must have taken to write it, to blink out every letter of every word. I can't imagine living in that kind of prison. I took the way Mr. Bauby described his life before his stroke as being a superficial existence, that he didn't appreciate the things he had, not just the extravagance, but also the simple moments of his life. I got the feeling that if he could have one day back with his working body, it wouldn't be about the BMW or the fancy trips, it would be about spending time with his kids, watching his daughter do cartwheels and having a meaningful talk with his son.