A young man writes a letter to the woman who rejected him. Driven by doubt and unbridled desire, he tries to write himself to a new understanding of his loneliness. At the same time, he suspects literature is to blame for all of this. He therefore dreams of literature that cures the need for literature, literature where life has precedence. Restless is a disobedient short novel, narrated by aphorisms and small episodes of everyday life, conveyed by a presence and an intensity that never folds back to a personal darkness. Restless also contains remains of an almost extinct classic ideal. At least hope: Books can make us better people. “I only have one book in me, after all. It’s called “How I Learned to Love,” and I hope to write it over and over again, with little variations until I die. “