Sometimes, there’s a moment where a book reminds you of the beauty of life and you realise how lucky you are that you get to read it.

I’m reading The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot, and the fifth chapter has a paragraph that genuinely gave me butterflies.The paragraph is about a woman who’s forced moved on from a project she loved. Lenni, one of the two protagonists, has her life changed by this woman. And there’s something about the way the paragraph is written – not really what it says, but how – that makes you feel a sense of fierce love for all the strangers you’ve met that have unknowingly changed your life for the better.From these first few chapters, and this paragraph in particular, I know I’m lucky to be reading this book. via /r/books https://ift.tt/3k7gZ38