E.R. Scrivener

Books have always been magic, 

their own self-contained, all-encompassing Nook. 

Any kid hiding under her sheets with a flashlight, telling herself, just one more page.

Any lonely soul on a crowded bus. 

Anyone who can go on an adventure to anywhere from their mind without 

money, ticket, or passport. 

They’ll all testify.

E.R. Scrivener