“Books are more than doctors, of course. Some novels are loving, lifelong companions;
some give you a clip around the ear; others are friends who wrap you in warm
towels when you’ve got those autumn blues.
And some … well, some are pink candyfloss that tingle in your brain for
three seconds and leaves a blissful void.
Like a short, torrid love affair.”
* * *
“I read books – twenty at a time. Everywhere: in the toilet, in the kitchen, in café’s, on the
metro.”
* * *
“Monsieur Perdu set down for the waiter Thierry an ebook
reader that a hectic publishing salesman had left behind. For avid readers like Thierry, who would
have his nose in a novel even between orders and had a crooked back from
hauling books around (“I can only breath if I read, Perdu”), these devices were
the invention of the century; for booksellers, one more nail in their coffin.”
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