“Lord! when you sell a man a book you don’t sell just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue -
you sell him a whole new life.
you sell him a whole new life.
Love and friendship and humour and ships at sea by night
- there’s all heaven and earth in a book, a real book. “
- Christopher Morley
I love reading.
But not just the miracle of interpreting ambiguous, man-made symbols into a comprehensible story. It isn’t just about the ability of plain black words on a page to wrench you from paralyzing fear to throbbing love to aching sorrow. I think reading is the act of holding a book in your hands, letting its colors move you through crimson intrigue, cornflower wist, or virescent promise, of wondering whose fingers have handled the ragged spine and if their life story led them down the same adventure of reactive emotion as you when they read this story. Each reader comes with his own story, and is somehow changed by the story they read which you now read, and all of our stories together create the collective human story.
And so, take a moment to honor the serious, the silly, and the spiritual books that move you!
Which ones mean the most to you?
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