He says he doesn’t read and I am like….that’s unbelievable. I seldom encounter people who don’t love the written word. I grew up hugging a book while asleep, I grew up wishing I had a library of my own so it just floored me that here is someone who doesn’t love reading. I assumed from way back that every one of us has at least one particular book that we love, something that influenced us and probably made a big impact when we were younger.
Can you imagine life without books? Can you imagine life without reading? I can’t and I’ll never want to give up buying books and enjoying them, lovingly turning the pages like one is discovering a nice and wonderful secret in every word, in every page. The smell of new books are quite a delight to the senses. I love to put my nose between the pages of a new book and it smells just as delightful as a spritz of a well-loved Green Tea by Elizabeth Arden. And I totally agree with Charles W. Eliot when he said that “Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.”
Last year, my youngest brother promised to buy me a Kindle, an e-reader where you can download all the books you want but I told him to hold it till I get used to the idea of reading something without turning the pages. I actually tried reading online but my eyes got watery staring at the screen for so long. I still love to hug a book while reading.
Here’s a big surprise that a friend from Australia recently posted. I asked her if I could share it here and she said yes. If I were there, I would love to explore all those shelves and probably stay there until the wee hours of the morning.
This is the Dome Gallery at the Victoria State Library located in Melbourne, Australia. Thanks Carla for this lovely picture.
(photo courtesy of Ms. Carla Barillo)
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