People might think writing is a hard business, but it's nowhere near acting.
Even the most pragmatic person fell victim at times to a longing for something other.
All true readers have a book, a moment when real life is never going to be able to compete with fiction again.
She was the breeze on a summer's day, the first drops of rain when the earth was parched, light from the evening star.
when you love someone you’ll do just about anything to keep them.
She either confused me with a much older child or else she glimpsed deep inside my soul and perceived a hole that needed filling. I've always chosen to believe the latter. After all, it's the librarian's one sworn purpose to bring books together with their one true reader.