Status Updates From The Book Eaters

Acabo de empezar este libro y la verdad es que es fascinante, un regalo de mi mejor amiga.

Love was not inherently good

Poets would tell you that love was electricity in your veins that could light a room. That it was a river in ur soul to lift you up and carry you away, or a fire inside the heart to keep you warm. Yet electricity could also fry, river could drown, and fires could burn; love could be destructive. Punishingly, fatally destructive.

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“Even if we used Dictaphones and scribes, we’d never be able to write books the way humans can. We struggle to innovate, are barely able to adapt, and end up stuck in our traditions. Just eating the same books generation after generation, thinking along the same rigid lines. Creativity is our world and yet we aren’t creative.”