“Books gave me a way to connect with my father. Some of my most precious and treasured moments… [Trails off and tears up] I just remember him reading to me before bed and how he used to do all the different voices. I grew up on film sets, and books were my connection to the outside world. They were my connection to my friends back at school because if I was reading what they were reading we’d have something in common. Later in life, they became an escape, a means of empowerment, a friend I could rely on.” — Emma Watson
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