Maybe, long ago, we used to be good. Maybe all little girls are good in the beginning.
Some of us had been running all our lives. We ran because we could and because we could not. We ran for our lives. We still thought they were worth running for.
The point is, every book we had could save us in a different way -- only, we had to open it. We had to drop our eyes to the page and drink in the words that were there.