Penelope FitzgeraldA good book is the precious life-blood of a master-spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life, and as such it must surely be a necessary commodity.
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A book is like a piece of art. A masterpiece by a master painter is very valuable, and it is the same with a good book. The writer is driven to write and they do it because it brings them joy and gives them a deeper understanding of the world and how we work and feel within it. And, once they have written they will often re-read their own work for enjoyment and learning more about the characters they have created. From this point onwards, their work becomes part of their own soul.
Source: The Bookshop
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