" He's surprised: But how do you know it? I say: It's on the way to Santiago de Compostela. He asks if I've never been there. I tell him no, never, but I read about it in a book and remembered it. He makes fun of me, saying: I was sure you were a boy like that, one who knows things just because you read it in a book. He then becomes despondent and adds: But what's worse is that if someone asked both of us, I'm pretty sure you would be able to talk about it way better than I could. "

― Philippe Besson , Lie With Me