A large, still book is a piece of quietness, succulent and nourishing in a noisy world, which I approach and imbibe with "a sort of greedy enjoyment," as Marcel Proust said of those rooms of his old home whose air was "saturated with the bouquet of silence." ― Holbrook Jackson
"some books are meant / to be read just like this / alone, with the evening, / a bowl of fruit ripening / waiting for the reader / to grow hungry, but / she won't, the book / will devour her, / and it / will soon / become / morning."
Reading takes you to many worlds, explores many adventures, and teaches you life lessons. There is no such thing as a person who hates reading, you just haven't found the perfect book-- yet. Hopefully my book club can help with that. 😉