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“Reading has always brought me pure joy. I read to encounter new worlds and new ways of looking at the world. I read to enlarge my horizons, to gain wisdom, to experience beauty, to understand myself better, and for the pure wonderment of it all. I read and marvel over how writers use language in ways I never thought of. I read for company, and for escape. Because I am incurably interested in the lives of other people, both friends and strangers, I read to meet myriad folks and enter their lives- for me, a way of vanquishing the “otherness” we all experience.”

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Book Lust: Recommended Reading for Every Mood, Moment, and Reason

This book offers a diverse selection of reading suggestions, each handpicked to suit specific moods, moments, and reasons for reading, providing a personalized reading experience. more

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Nancy Pearl
Nancy Pearl

Nancy Pearl, born on January 12, 1945, is a renowned librarian. She is known for her unique book recommendations and library promotion activities, earning her the title of 'Queen of Books'. Pearl has extensive experience in the library field and is dedicated to increasing public interest in reading. more

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