I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.

  • -- Carlos Ruiz Zafón 卡洛斯·鲁伊兹·扎夫

我在书堆中长大,结交了许多看不见的朋友,他们的书页仿佛是从尘土中撒下的,他们的气味我一直带在手上,直到今天。

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You know how it is when you're reading a book and falling asleep, you're reading, reading... and all of a sudden you notice your eyes are closed? I'm like that all the time.

你知道当你看书然后睡着的时候,你在看书,看书……突然你发现你的眼睛闭上了?我一直都是这样的。

I slipped the book into my pocket. I assure you to leave off reading was like tearing myself away from the shelter of an old and solid friendship.

我把书塞进口袋。我向你保证,停止阅读就像从一段古老而牢固的友谊的庇护下挣脱出来。

I spent the rest of the day in someone else's story. The rare moments that I put the book down, my own pain returned in burning stabs.

今天剩下的时间我都在听别人的故事。在我把书放下的那些难得的时刻,我自己的痛苦又回到了刺痛的感觉中。

The books that the world calls immoral are the books that show the world its own shame.

那些被世界称为不道德的书,是那些让世界感到羞耻的书。