And the words flew off the page like butterflies, flitting into her soul and swirling in her stomach. But she had never seen a butterfly before. through that book. did life become infinitely more beautiful.
“We live and breathe words. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I wasn't completely alone. They cold be honest with me, and I with them." Will Herondale, The Infernal Devices by Cassandra Clare.