I went through my English classes at school using the word 'lyrical' for prose. Five years out of school, I never could fathom how 'prose' could be 'lyrical'. Disgrace, among its crowning glories is a lyrical book. Coetzee uses simple words and small sentences, yet weaving a magic of laconic precision which only literature lovers are capable of. I enjoyed the story, primarily David's defiance to accept his indulgence in Melanie as university heresy. Never is he described as a particularly handsome man; tall and dark, yes but charismatic,no. The book reads in a very relaxed tone, even through major moments like David's resignation and his daughter's physical ciolation. The only time that I was alarmed was when David's lesbian daughter's juvenile rapist comes to live on her estate and she barely reacts. I would have loved it to end with the punishment of the daughter's rapists but it did not, making me even more respectful of Coetzee's affection for reality. The only part that I did not enjoy as much as the rest of the book is Lurie's soliloquies about Lord Byron and his forlorn lover. I guess it was because I am not at all acquainted with the literature of ancient and middle ages and also literature from the Isles of Wright. This is a good book and a small one too. Transaction with Infibeam was quick and hasslefree, as always.