I have a bad habit. When I’m reading a book, I fold the corner of every page which contains a line I love. It might be a turn of phrase that I find particularly beautiful, or a witticism that really hits the spot, or - perhaps most importantly - something that really speaks to me; something that makes me think ‘is the author writing this for me?’ or 'this is a line to live by’.

Most books will end up with two or three pages folded. Sometimes, rarely, there’ll be four or five. This book has eight.

That’s not to say that I think this book can be boiled down into eight shining moments, because it can’t. The whole book is a shining moment. This is a very important book, and I’m so glad it has been written. No, what these eight pages mean is that my own journey through this book had eight stops; eight moments where I paused and tangibly thought 'this is why this book is necessary. This is why this book exists. I am thankful that it does’.

I’m so excited to see how many stops other people make in this book, and I’m sure that there’ll be many.