There are books you read and move on. Then there are BOOKS you read and go back to them over and over again. They don’t show you where the light is at the end of the tunnel. What they tell you is this: there will be light. Because there always is. If you don’t see a hovering glow, it means the end is not here yet. And until you get there, the book is your torchlight, accompanying and guiding you with its fluorescent gleam.