“She used to read to us without pity; forcing words, lies, other folks' habits, whole lives upon us two, sitting trapped and ignorant underneath her voice. She washed us in a river of make-believe, burned us with a lot of knowledge we didn't necessarily need to know.”

“And I look at her sitting there and she looks across the river and we wait as the dawn fully arrives, each of us knowing.Each of us knowing the other.”

“There are all kinds of ignorance in the world. Education, learning to read and write, doesn't necessarily give us knowledge. We have to learn to use our minds to see what is really happening.”

“At some point in reading, we realize we have to read not just the books that we'd enjoy, but the books that move us, touch us, those that break us and hurt us, those which remind us that we will always be the ignorant of this life. We have to read the books that make us so little, make us a speck of dust or a grain of sand in a galaxy, until we feed our minds with all the knowledge we need, which is infinite in itself.”

“Because once upon a time, we grew up on stories and the voices in which they were told. We need words to hold us and the world to behold us for us to truly know our own souls.”

“Read to your children all of the timeNovels and nursery rhymesAutobiographies, even the newspaperIt doesn't mater; it's quality timeBecause once upon a time We grew up on stories in the voices in which they were told We need words to hold us and the world to behold us For us to truly know our souls”