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If we could, for a few hours, stop being ourselves to enjoy being someone else, wouldn’t we take the opportunity? And if we did not stop being ourselves, but every word we read brought us closer to a fantasy, to a world full of intrigue, to a path already traveled or to a sentence that made us reflect, wouldn’t we want to move forward ?
What is hidden in books is nothing but a door to the imagination, words already spoken in your mind, a nod to what you have lived in your dreams, letters already read that bring to life what you would not do or say in life.
“Books are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you” – Carlos Ruiz Zafón.