Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words...
Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words...
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.
In my world there would be as many public libraries as there are Starbucks.
In our deepest moments we say the most inadequate things.
Hope is the thing with feathersThat perches in the soulAnd sings the tune without the wordsAnd never stops at all.
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