The Lost Bookshop

My father had hoped my love of books would instil an interest in my schooling, but if anything, it only fuelled my loathing for the classroom.

‘There’s something important I have to tell you and I just don’t quite know how to put it.’ He smiled. ‘With words, of course.’

when you’ve had a taste of magic, it’s hard to be satisfied with the ordinary again.

It didn’t matter whether the decision you made was right or wrong, as long as you made it. That’s what moved you along in life