Reading, for me, is entertainment and an escape from the real world. But it can also inform and stretch the boundaries of the life I live.
Then as if his touch had pressed the spring of her emotion she was in his arms, her arms were clutched around his neck, her dark head was buried in his shoulder. The very curve of her body told me that within her was a capacity for loving so great that it was terrible. I could not bear to look. I turned my eyes away.