遇上一本好看的書，有時候，反而不知道該如何挑一個故事的重點，或者這本書吸引人的優點來說給朋友聽。

因為太喜歡了。一字一句，一個形容詞，某一個情節。甚至是書皮。封面的上光。書頁的觸感。

The stories in books hate the stories contained in newspapers, Davids mother would say. Newspaper stories were like newly caught fish, worthy of attention only for as long as they remained fresh, which was not very long at all.

白日恍若拖泥帶水的可憐東西，夜晚一接替位置，它幾乎滿懷感激地離去。

妳想要眼光獨特。

但是，愛看的書，還是跟某人重疊著。

又是所謂的暢銷書，哼。