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When I was a child, I started to transfer particles of my soul in the books I read, until the full displacement. This way I could circulate the world as an insensitive golem without suffering too many damages, and when I wanted to recover a bit of my soul, I would have gone and look for it where I concealed it, in books.

-Michele Mari

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An Unorthodox Cleansing

I can now say that I finally understand what it must feel like to be a dandelion dancing in the wind or a piece of paper floating on water or a bird experiencing the amazing sensation of flight for the first time. It is amazing how big your own home can feel when you stop…

A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini

Issues addressed: sisterhood, abuse of power, love, the power of human relationships, the power of womanhood, feminism “And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion. And whenever those twin poisonous flowers began to sprout in the parched land of that field, Mariam uprooted…

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

Issues Addressed: Feminism, sisterhood, growing up, friendship, finding yourself “I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.” Little Women is the best classical novel I have read yet. I kid you not, I laughed so hard over Jo and Laurie’s friendship. I have never before encountered such a…

The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton

Issues Addressed: friendship, gangs, social discrimination, death Disclaimer: This review contains spoilers! “It seemed funny to me that the sunset she saw from her patio and the one I saw from the back steps was the same one. Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren’t so different. We saw the same sunset.”-Ponyboy Curtis…

All the Bright Places by Jennifer Niven

Issues addressed: Suicide, mental illnesses (specifically bipolar disorder and depression), bullying. “The fact is, I was sick, but not in an easily explained flu kind of way. It’s my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting, and for the millionth time in my life I wish for measles…

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