I know that the story would be the same in a copy of the same book published one year ago.. or published one thousand years ago. The story inside the book would be the same.. but the book's story would not.
I almost feel like the book's own memory could teach you just as much as the story inside the book itself. If it could share with you all the people who've read it.. All the people who's life it has touched, and all the people who's life it didn't touch at all.
Because all those people have stories.. they're just not told through pages. They're only told through people who remember them or... Through the angels in heaven. I think angels tell stories.
Sometimes I wish an old book could tell me about all the people who've read it. Because I think all their stories could teach us all something. Because everyone has a story.. And they all matter.
Maybe I'm only kidding myself.. But I think angels tell stories. I think they tell them to each other, and it's like reading an old book. The story of someone's heart, though.
"To Believe Your Own Thought, to believe what is true for you, in your private heart, is true for all men - That is genius." - Ralph Waldo Emerson
I have some really old books that you should look at :) they have stories written in the margins.
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