No man is an island. Every book is a world!e read to know we're not alone. We read because we are alone. We read and we are not alone. We are not alone.
We are not quite novels. We are not quite short stories. In the end, we are collected works. There are no collections where each story is perfect. Some hits. Some misses. If you are lucky, a standout. And in the end, people only really remember the standouts anyway, and they don't remember those for very long.
We aren't the things we collect, acquire, read. We are, for as long as we are here, only love. The things we loved. The people we loved.