“For some of us, books are as important as almost anything else on earth. What a miracle it is that out of these small, flat, rigid squares of paper unfolds world after world after world, worlds that sing to you, comfort and quiet or excite you. Books help us understand who we are and how we are to behave. They show us what community and friendship mean; they show us how to live and die.”
―Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life
I have a pile of new and vintage books to read.
What is better than that? A window with a nice view. Maybe someone bringing you a cup of tea or making dinner for you?
I guess I am getting old, but that sounds very good to me.