My grandfather thought he could learn everything he needed to know about England by studying Dickens. He said everyone had a book, or a writer, that was the key to their life.” from The House on Fortune Street, by Margot Livesey
This morning, whilst finishing my second cup of coffee, I was reading the final pages of this novel when this sentence jumped out at me.
So, some food for your Saturday thoughts. Is there a book or a writer you could consider “the key to your life”?