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Books had always been his dearest friends. In each text, he’d always said there was a world to be explored and loved.
making the choices you know are right, even when the rest of the world feels confusing and disorienting. It’s knowing who you are and choosing kindness and love;
“I want to feel everything we’ve been through.” Zofia fisted her hand. “I want to be enraged by injustice and let myself mourn for those who are lost. How can we see wrong if we let ourselves go numb?”
Zofia had never been good at reading between people’s words. Being a blunt person herself, she took what was said as truth.
Good books were like amazing sunsets or awe-inspiring landscapes, better enjoyed with someone else. There was no greater experience in the world than sharing the love of a book, discussing its finer points, and reliving the story all over again.
There was power in literature. Brilliant and undeniable. Books inspired free thought and empathy, an overall understanding and acceptance of everyone.
