Wednesday, January 7, 2015

O, J.R. you made my year!

I was reading


​when I came across this on page 299

"I hate when people ask what a book is about. People who read for plot, people who suck out the story like the cream filling in an Oreo, should stick to comic strips and soap operas. What's it about? Every book worth a damn is about emotions and love and death and pain. It's about words. It's about a man dealing with life, okay?"


Do not let anyone define you.