I have always been a voracious reader. My mom attributes it to her having more time to read to me when I was a wee thing before my sister came into our lives. In any case, it’s always been a nightly ritual to read a few pages before I go to sleep every evening (My poor husband. He’s had to learn to fall asleep with the dim glow of my lamp lighting up half the room…and yet he never once has complained. Love him.).
I heard once that there was a man (I forget his name) who wrote down the title of every book he ever read for something like forty or fifty years. When he died, his family found these incredible lists of everything his mind had consumed. Hoarder status? Maybe. But something about that is incredible to me. It would be so interesting to look back over your life and see how your tastes changed, how some years you read more or less, and to remember old favorites long forgotten. Seeing as I can’t remember what I ate for dinner last night, I’ve been keeping the same kind of list (digitally. that negates the hoarder status, right?). I often have people asking me if I’ve read anything good lately, so, along with my little list, I thought I’d post anything good that I enjoy here.
Marcus of Umbria by Justine van der Leun
“Then she flew up to me, screeching to a halt, and she pushed her soft chest into my chest and rested her head on my shoulder, panting in my ear, as the sun disappeared completely. The Crucianis had their circle, the one into which Emanuelle was born. With Marcus, I felt I had at least the beginning of something just as meaningful – something that was mine, the beginning point of a circle.”
The Graveyard Book by Niel Gaiman
“You’re alive, Bod. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything. If you can change the world, the world will change. Potential. Once you’re dead, it’s gone. Over. You’ve made what you’ve made, dreamed your dream, written your name. You may be buried here, you may even walk. But that potential is finished.”
The Five People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom
“Love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.”
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