I learned something very beautiful today. In French, “bibliothèque intérieure” means your “inner library” the invisible shelf you carry inside, filled with every story that’s ever shaped you.
the monk presented itself to be my favorite of this year, and yes, i have read it which i supposed to read this month. and oh, jane eyre, you're very dear to me. i hold you close to my heart. but really, i wish i could read these two books for the first time.