The Library of Borrowed Hearts

by Lucy Gilmore

And I read. Always, I read.

In many ways, books were more alive than most of the people he knew. They were living, breathing entities that changed each time you picked them up.

“Everyone’s heart breaks at least once in a lifetime,” she said, determined, as ever, to go her own way. “It’s as inevitable as falling in love. The real challenge is deciding what you plan to do about it.”

What’s the point of living if all you’re going to do is make everyone around you miserable? What are we put on this earth for if not to make life better for those we leave behind?’”

“You know, the thing I’ve always loved most about books is how they make it possible to live a thousand different lives,”

I take comfort from knowing that I can always pick up a book—a new one, if I want to travel someplace unique; an old one, if I find myself in need of a friend—and make everything feel right again.”