“He was talking about books as if they were alive - old friends, powerful adversaries at times, insolent teenagers & elderly ladies sitting by the fire. In our bookcases? Grumpy wise men & mistresses, uncontrollable passions, future killers, thin paper boys offering their hands to fragile damsels whose beauty grew thin with every description. Some books were wild horses that took you with them in a mad galloping while you were hanging, breathless. Others were like boats sailing softly on a lake lit by the moonlight, & some were prisons.” ~ Christine Féret-Fleury, The Girl Who Reads on the Métro
It's a fun, quick read. Worthy of recommendation to anyone else who's also curious.. It was her first book to be translated into English & published around the world.
My car always has books in it, just in case I go off the beaten path, but currently I leave them at the door of the dollar store I frequent. They're almost always gone before I leave. I sometimes wonder what journey these books are on & who they're currently inspiring. Take pleasure in the path..
Créer, c'est vivre deux fois. ~ To create is to live twice.
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