Estava contraindo, sem dar por isso, o mais delicioso hábito do mundo - o hábito da leitura. Ignorava que assim construía um refúgio para os momentos amargos da vida; por outro lado, ignorava também estar criando um mundo irreal que iria transformar o mundo real de todos os dias numa fonte de cruéis decepções.

-W. Somerset Maugham

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