“...the dearer a book was to my heart, the more battered and bruised it became.”
“We read books, talked books, argued over books and became dearer and dearer to one another.”
“At the start, we tried to be calm and objective, but that soon fell away, and the purpose of the speakers was to goad the listeners into wanting to read the book themselves. Once two members had read the same book, they could argue, which was our great delight. We read books, talked books, argued over books, and became dearer and dearer to one another.”
“...you are battered and bruised in the collisions between reminiscence and reality.”
“And my bleak heart became a little more his.”
“I am tired of seeing people battered and bruised and bloody, injured and jumped on, along the Jericho Roads of life.”