而不是擴大你的視野，

願你有一個光輝的出息

You start off slow. The story is beginning to unfold. You’re unsure. It’s a big commitment lugging this tome around. Maybe this book won’t be that great but you’ll feel guilty about putting it down. Maybe it’ll be so awful you’ll keep hate-reading or just set it down ind never pick it up again. Or e back to it some night, drunk or lonely — needing something to fill the tier than it was when you first started reading it.

When I was a kid, I really look forward to vacations.

從明天起，和每一小我通訊

怎會有人曉得你喜好它呢？某個陌生人、作者，抑或書中的某個角色。他們彷彿能看破你的心機。這本書，它擺設在某隅書店的書架上、它經人展轉，真的就像是在等你捧起翻閱，等著向你低語：“我會伴你擺佈。”

你能夠會握著你的荷包策畫。

直到我們到了阿誰年事，不然我們去做那些事將不會被付與自在。

或許你已怠倦至極。你曾閱覽無數，有些無足輕重無甚首要，而有些卻像怪誕諷刺的承擔，沉重地壓在你背上或藏在你行囊裡，隨時都能夠壓垮你。或許因為前次讀的書索然有趣，你已臨時避開瀏覽光陰。還會有優良的新文學作品麼？隻怕等你再次戀上一本書前，那優良的新作品永久也不會呈現罷。或許這真的就是千年等一回、除卻巫山不是雲了。