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1 " Books took me to places I could never go otherwise. They shared the confessions of people I'd never met and lives I'd never witnessed. The emotions I could never feel, and the events I hadn't experienced could all be found in those volumes. "
― , Almond
2 " a bookstore is a place densely populated with tens of thousands of authors, dead or living, residing side by side. But books are quiet. They remain dead silent until somebody flips open a page. Only then so they spill out their stories, calmly and thoroughly, just enough at a time for me to handle. "
3 " I've decided to confront it. Confront whatever life throws at me, as I always have. However much I can feel, nothing more, nothing less. "
4 " Everyone thinks "ordinary" is easy and all, but how many of them would actually fit into the so-called smooth road the word implied? It sure was a lot harder for me, someone who was not born ordinary. That didn't mean I was extraordinary. I was just a strange boy wandering around somewhere in between. So I decided to give it a try. To become ordinary. "
― Won-pyung Sohn , Almond
5 " Even though my brain was a mess, what kept my soul whole was the warmth of the hands holding mine on both sides "
6 " I drifted off to sleep only at daybreak when the sky turned sapphire. "
7 " We have to be tougher in this tough world. "
8 " From what I understood, love was an extreme idea. A word that seemed to force something undefinable into the prison of letters. But the word was used so easily, so often. People spoke of love so casually, just to mean the slightest pleasure or thanks. "
9 " To borrow Granny’s description, a bookstore is a place densely populated with tens of thousands of authors, dead or living, residing side by side. But books are quiet. They remain dead silent until somebody flips open a page. Only then do they spill out their stories, calmly and thoroughly, just enough at a time for me to handle. "
10 " People shut their eyes to a distant tragedy saying there’s nothing they could do, yet they didn’t stand up for one happening nearby either because they’re too terrified. Most people could feel but didn’t act. They said they sympathized, but easily forgot. The way I see it, that was not real. I didn’t want to live like that. "
11 " But books were different. They had lots of blanks. Blanks between words and even between lines. I could squeeze myself in there and sit, or walk, or scribble down my thoughts. It didn’t matter if I had no idea what the words meant. Turning the pages was half the battle. "
12 " Lastly, and I know it sounds like an excuse, but neither you nor I nor anyone can ever really know whether a story is happy or tragic. "
13 " What does love mean?” Mom asked mischievously. “To discover beauty. "
14 " Maybe understanding a language is like understanding the expressions and emotions of other people. "
15 " There is no such person who can’t be saved. There are only people who give up on trying to save others. It’s "
16 " Once you repeat the same word over and over, there comes a time when its meaning fades. "
17 " wanted to read between the lines. I wanted to be someone who truly understood the meaning of an author’s words. I wanted to know more people, to be able to engage in deep conversations, and to learn what it was to be human. "
18 " People said there was no way to understand Gon. I didn’t agree with them. It’s just that nobody ever tried to see through him. "
19 " Mom said everything was for my sake, calling it love. But to me, it seemed more like we were doing this out of her own desperation not to have a child that was different. Love, according to Mom’s actions, was nothing more than nagging about every little thing, with teary eyes, about how one should act such and such in this and that situation. If that was love, I’d rather neither give nor receive any. But of course, I didn’t say that out loud. That was all thanks to one of Mom’s codes of conduct—Too much honesty hurts others—which I had memorized over and over so that it was stuck in my brain. "
20 " To be more specific, I felt connected to the smell of old books. The first time I smelled them, it was as if I’d encountered something I already knew. "