just finished Aladdin and the Two Lamps by Jeanette Winterson, and honestly… I didn’t expect a non-fiction book to pull me in like this.
At times it feels overwhelming. There are so many thoughts, so many morals packed into it that your mind almost wants to step away for a bit. But when you come back to it with a little patience, some lines suddenly hit you. The kind that make you pause for a second and just sit there thinking.
This book doesn’t change your life in every line. But somewhere in it, there will be a line that quietly shifts something in you. And that’s enough.
This one stayed with me:
“And who is it that sits down to tell how the stars in the sky were spilled from a bag dropped by a robber who stole them from the gods? Or how the river loved a woman so much that he burst his banks to change his watercourse to where she lives?We do.”
It’s been a while since I read a line that felt this beautiful.
by aloner11