Books, for me, are a home. Books don't make a home - they are one, in the sense that just as you do with a door, you open a book, and you go inside. Inside there is a different kind of time and space.
There is warmth there too - a hearth. I sit down with a book and I'm warm.
There is warmth there too - a hearth. I sit down with a book and I'm warm.
( Jeanette Winterson )
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