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Freedom is not what you think it is. It’s cold and hard and bright.
They thought I only had a life that I lived here, but I had found other possibilities every time I read a book.
Every time I had gone to town, I’d managed to sneak into the library. I knew there was magic there, and I knew they would do their best to destroy it.
In every fairy tale the girl who is saved is the one who rescues herself.
In a place where books were banned there could be no personal freedom, no hope, and no dreams for the future.
“Real life is unbelievable. Souls are snatched away from us, flesh and blood turn to dust, people you love betray you, men go to war over nothing. It’s all preposterous. That’s why we have novels. To make sense of things.”
In his opinion, a woman who loved books was the best sort. He had faith in women’s views of the world and their ability to feel compassion when men so often seemed aware only of their own needs.
He truly wished that for the next thousand years all government could be in the hands of women, for men had made such a mess of the world, including his own ancestors, men who’d risen to power and fought to keep it, no matter who they might hurt or destroy.
He knew that all things begin with kindness and that all hope began with trust.
once a girl walked into a library she could never be controlled again.
Sometimes walking away is the bravest thing you can do.
