Like Books



People are like books, bigger on the inside than on the outside. Behind every cover, no matter how inconspicuous it may be, there are whole worlds hidden. Adventures and monsters. Childhood and vulnerability. Comedies and tragedies.

People are like books. Some pages of them are illegible, unsightly, overwritten, crossed/scored out, discolored, stained/tainted, wrinkled/creased, crumpled/scrunched up, torn. Some of their pages/sides are difficult to understand.

People are like books. They have subtext. There are things that are invisible to a superficial contemplation/inspection, but also passages that have never been written. Ideas that have never been implemented, longings that have never been satisfied, and dreams that have never been lived.

People are like books. However, we will never be able to read through them in their entirety. Some of them, we keep opening, though/yet never read them. Some we just skim through and then put them away again. With some we are lucky and accompany them for a whole chapter.

People are like books. We will not always like what environment, predisposition and self-regulation have written on their pages. But neither is the purpose of books to be liked by everyone. Their purpose is to tell a story.

"One must always be careful of books and what is inside them,

for words have the power to change us." - Tessa Gray

Read the German original here: https://belletristica.com/de/books/51237-mind-of-april/chapter/284713-wie-bucher