From her

"nobody will ever understand us
but then again, they're nobodies

it's always hard to explain to people why i do what i do why i love what i love

my love for literature doesn't begin and end with the closing and opening of a book
it goes beyond that
it's not a personal thing
when i read a book i have to tell the whole world about it
not only because it's a good read
but because it might be something someone might understand

to unfold a book
and let it unfold you in return
to memorize a verse a line a poem by heart
because you know that in some distant past
that verse that line that poem was yours

reading a poem in front of a group of people
hearing a familiar response
the same sigh the same smile
makes me realize that we are never apart in love or tragedy or anger or fear
all we need is that single poem that can translate the many languages of the heart

it's a beautiful feeling to be opened and closed by a book or a poem
to feel and to be explained and understood by another's writing
and to imagine that somewhere else in the world
someone knows exactly what you mean

literature is a doorway a portal a secret passageway
into the minds of madmen, geniuses, lovelorn poets,
misunderstood teenagers, jaded grown-ups, quirky grandparents,
faeries, oblivious children, compulsive criminals

little by little you realize that there is a bit of a madman in each person,
a genius, a lovelorn poet, a misunderstood teenager, etc., etc.

to experience everything within a day of nonstop reading
to grasp the extent of another's sadness in one sitting
and having it slowly become yours

that is why i love literature

and that is why i feel a need to spread this love for literature

because with books
we are never alone

words are my communion"