I’ll never be able to let go of collecting books. I love the feeling of owning a book, of putting the ones I love most in the best shelving space, of wearing out the spines of a paperback with use, of lending a book I enjoyed to a friend in hopes they’ll like it too, and glancing at my shelf and remembering how I felt when I read this or that.
Oh my god. This is brilliant. Also relevant (final paper time).
a beautiful bookshelves