There is a certain elation that comes with finding a good book. A book you deeply resonate with; a book that speaks to your heart. This book then becomes a part of you. You find yourself promoting the book to all your friends, not because it’s eloquently written—which it is—but because subconsciously you are thinking, “This book is a dictionary for each shapeless emotion locked in my chest. This book ties all the loose ropes of thought in my brain into one focused idea. This book will give you an insight into who I am; this book is a form of self-expression.”
Unfortunately even when you do convince your friends to read the book, and even if they so happen to like the book, they will never interpret it in the same way; they will never see what you see. Like a rock weathered by the wind and the rain, each individual’s philosophy is sculpted by their unique personal experiences. Not being able to share something so dear to you will feel like a song in your heart that you desperately want to express, only to open your mouth and spew nothing but a croak out. Though there is no reason to frown, for you see, you have found a hidden treasure meant only for you.
The beauty of interpretation is that one book can have a thousand meanings and forms. You can love a book at age sixteen, only to hate it at age twenty; vice versa. You can draw different ideologies from the same paragraph every time you reread it. You can use it as a map to guide you out of the horribly complex maze your mind has constructed, and you can use it when the maze twists and morphs into something new. It’s a constantly updating guide to your life, and your life specifically.
The point is, metaphorically speaking, if you are lucky enough to stumble across a piece of the puzzle of your life; hold on to it tight. Take the theories from the books and keep them in your pocket. Take advantage of the books; use them to help your journey to self-actualization.
Disregard the names the author has written under the cursive “Dedicated to” on the page before the table of contents. The book was written for you.