“You can't throw kindling on a fire and deny you kept it burning. And right now, cowardice is that kindling.”

“You can't throw kindling on a fire and deny you kept it burning. And right now, cowardice is that kindling.”

“There is something nice about a library, isn't there?" Mr. Curtis said. He nodded and took in the familiar scenery. "The scent of ink and worn, dusty pages.”