Rebecca

“He was talking about books as if they were alive - old friends, powerful adversaries at times, insolent teenagers and elderly ladies sitting by the fire. In our bookcases? Grumpy wise men and mistresses, uncontrollable passions, future killers, thin paper boys offering their hands to fragile damsels whose beauty grew thin with every description. Some books were wild horses that took you with them in a mad galloping while you were hanging, breathless. Others were like boats sailing softly on a lake lit by the moonlight. And some were prisons.”
― Christine Féret-Fleury, The Girl Who Reads on the Métro

“All the world's diseases—and all the remedies—were concealed between the covers of books. That in books you found betrayal, solitude, murder, madness, rage—everything that could grab you by the throat and ruin your life, not to mention others' lives, and that sometimes crying over printed pages could save a person's life.”
― Christine Féret-Fleury, The Girl Who Reads on the Métro

“Dare, instead, to be dangerous. Dare to be truthful. Dare to articulate yourself, and express (or at least become aware of) what would really justify your life.”
― Jordan B. Peterson, 12 Rules for Life: An Antidote to Chaos

“It’s weird how easily you can get to know someone from the traces they leave behind when they go.”
― Beth O'Leary, The Flatshare