The books we choose to love are intensely personal items. There are a million and one books in the world, in a multitude of genres, and for every person who loves them, there will be another who thinks it should be tossed on the nearest fire.
How often do you see a book that you thought was brilliant, with a single one star review? Or something you thought so terrible you could not bear to read another page, but half the reading community thinks it’s the best thing since sliced bread.
It happens all the time.
So when you meet someone, and discover that they love the same books as you, it can be an exciting find.
“There is no faster or firmer friendship than those formed between people who love the same books.”