Sidda can't help herself. She just loves books. Loves the way they feel, the way they smell, loves the black letters marching across the white pages...

Rebecca Wells
Sidda can't help herself. She just loves books. Loves the...
Sidda can't help herself. She just loves books. Loves the...
Sidda can't help herself. She just loves books. Loves the...
Sidda can't help herself. She just loves books. Loves the...
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Sidda can't help by herself. She just loves books. Loves the way they feel, the way they smell, loves the black letters marching across the white pages... In this quote from Shakespeare's “A Midsummer Night's Dream,” he describes a young woman who is in love with books and who can't help but take them with her everywhere. The quotes from Sidda show us how much she loves books, but it also shows that she can't help herself from taking her precious books with her into the rest of the world.

Source: Little Altars Everywhere

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