But put two librarians' heads together, and mountains move.
Grandma, how old is she?" "Oh I don't know." Grandma said. "You'd have to cut off her head and count the rings in her neck.
I read because one of these days I'm going to get out of this town, and I'm going to go everywhere and meet everybody, and I want to be ready
I read because one life isn't enough and in the pages of a book, I can be anybody.
I read.. because one life is not enough
Writing is communication, not self-expression. Nobody in this world wants to read your diary except your mother.