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读一本书犹如谈一场恋爱
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捧起一本新书，犹如谈一场恋爱，存在着风险。你必须全身心地投入。你打开书页时可能对这本书知之不多，只从前后封皮上读到一点简介。但谁又知道那对不对呢？那一鳞半爪有时是错的。
有时人们标榜自己是什么样的人，可当你深层了解他们后，却发现根本不是那么回事。或许一本很糟糕的书却附上了好的营销，也可能一个故事只是得到了肤浅的介绍，而当你读到中间时，却发现这本书比任何人告知你的内含要丰富得多。
你慢慢打开书，故事情节开始展开，你不知道等着你的会是什么。读这样一本大部头需要投入很多。或许这本书并没有多好，可放下又让你感到不安。或许它如此糟糕让你一直后悔读它，也可能就是你立刻放下它再也没有拿起来。还有可能在某一个夜晚你喝醉了酒，感到很孤独，只是为了添补时间，你又拿起了它，但它并没比你开始读时强多少。
也许你已精疲力竭，你已阅书无数。一些是Kindle或Nook上的电子书，分量很轻，无足轻重。一些是玩笑类的书，造成了你无尽的负担，压弯了你的脊背，掏空了你的钱包，一直压得你喘不过气来。也许你已有一段时间不再阅读，因为你最后读的几本书不值一读。他们还会写出新的伟大的文学作品吗？也许你爱上一本书的时代一去不返了。也许那是一生一遇的感觉，你再也体会不到了。
或许会发生点什么激动人心的事吧，这本书或许会成为你的新宠。这就是冒险的魅力。一切皆有可能，不是吗？你把自己的时间和智力投入字里行间，收获的是共鸣，新的理解和纯粹的奇迹。
怎么可能有人知道你会喜欢这些呢？一个陌生人，一个作者，或是一本书的主人公。好象他们就在你灵魂深处等你。这本书就在某个书店的某个书架上，或经人辗转，但它确实是在等你捧起它翻开它。它等着你向倾诉：“让我来伴你。”
你只想了解更多的故事。你想一直读下去，或许是作者曾经写过的任何东西。你希望这没有尽头。随着书页越翻越薄，你也越读越慢。总想细细回味。这本书现在已成为你的最爱。你总是梦想回到没读这本书的时刻，像捧起一本新书一样再读一遍。你也知道有了这本书如此亲密的入驻你的内心，与你如此心意相通，你的灵魂已经得到了提升。
当你融入到足够深度时，你知道你永远也放不下这本书了。
附：原文
Starting a new book is a risk, just like falling in love. You have to commit to it. You open the pages knowing a little bit about it maybe, from the back or from a blurb on the front. But who knows, right? Those bits and pieces aren’t always right.
Sometimes people advertise themselves as one thing and then when you get deep into it you realize that they’re something completely different. Either there was some good marketing attached to a terrible book, or the story was only explained in a superficial way and once you reach the middle of the book, you realize there’s so much more to this book than anyone could have ever told you.
You start off slow. The story is beginning to unfold. You’re unsure. It’s a big commitment lugging this tome around. Maybe this book won’t be that great but you’ll feel guilty about putting it down. Maybe it’ll be so awful you’ll keep hate-reading or just set it down immediately and never pick it up again. Or maybe you’ll come back to it some night, drunk or lonely — needing something to fill the time, but it won’t be any better than it was when you first started reading it.
Maybe you’re worn out. You’ve read tons of books before. Some were just light weights on a Kindle or Nook, no big deal really. Others were Infinite Jest-style burdens, heavy on your back or in your purse. Weighing you down all the time. Maybe you’ve taken some time off from reading because the last few books you read just weren’t worth it. Do they even write new, great works of literature anymore? Maybe that time you fell in love with a book before will just never happen for you again. Maybe it’s a once in a lifetime feeling and you’re never gonna find it again.
Or something exciting could happen. Maybe this will become your new favorite book. That’s always a possibility right? That’s the beauty of risk. The reward could actually be worth it. You invest your time and your brain power in the words and what you get back is empathy and a new understanding and pure wonder.
How could someone possibly know you like this? Some stranger, some author, some character. It’s like they’re seeing inside your soul. This book existed inside some book store, on a shelf, maybe handled by other people and really it was just waiting for you pick it up and crack the spine. It was waiting to speak to you. To say, “You are not alone.”
You just want more of the story. You want to keep reading, maybe everything this author’s ever written. You wish it would never end. The closer it gets to the smaller side of the pages, the slower you read, wanting to savor it all. This book is now one of your favorites forever. You will always wish you could go back to never having read it and pick it up fresh again, but also you know you’re better for having this close, inside you, covering your heart and mind.
Once you get in deep enough, you know you could never put this book down.
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