This feeling; when you hold a book firmly in hand, turn its pages for the promise it holds and the fascinating stories it contains of men and women of present, future and past, is a lot similar to falling in love.
The world vanishes and all that matter are you and the pages in your hand. Have you ever come to a book and asked, “What can you give me?” Most commonly you come to books with blurred and divided minds, asking of fiction that it shall be true, asking of poetry that it shall be false, asking of biography that it shall be flattering, asking of history that it shall enforce our own prejudices, and likewise.
If you just let the book through its writer, guide you through the twist and turns from the first sentence, make you aware of the signs and hints that are hidden in plain sight, then you truly become one with the author, and grasp the fullest possible read from the book. Reading is anything but a....
