Books

"We live and breathe words. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the world, its colour and texture and sounds, I felt- I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamt. I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted-- then I realized that truly I wanted you."

"And we have a new addition to our household, too. Her name is Tessa. A pretty name, is it not?
Where the clouds used to roll over the mountains from the ocean- that grey is the colour of her eyes."


My 6th read so far for the holidays and I am amused at the sequel of The Infernal Device, how I am able to relate so much to Tessa and Will's love for reading.
I have always never manage to express my thoughts well in words but books.. they always help me.
They express the thoughts I never have the ability to and often I find them so relateable  I have to write them down. The power of words- anyone feels the same way as me?