An entry in which the author professes his love for books

[astrochris]

Is there anything more beautiful than a book? For all of my appreciation of art, architecture, the sky, trees, park benches, philosophy, eyeballs, well-steamed broccoli, antibiotics and women, I still believe that nothing compares to a book. I don´t care if it´s Kafka, Eco, my neighbour, or some gibberish written by one of Borges´ monkeys, books

Comments

[juri_sempai]

Oh, baby, I'd write on Scarlett Johansson if she'd let me. Finger paint. Mehehe.

[astrochris]

Heh, I´m sure she´d let you. I´m set to watch In Good Company soon...*drool*

[parelle]

*applause* A lovely sentiment, and one not often enough expressed.

[astrochris]

Very rarely indeed!

[antiscian]

Hmm. Given that, what do you think about electronic books?

[Oh, right, almost forgot. Ayn Rand reference goes here.]

[astrochris]

Hah, I told you the references would degenerate into being completely devoid of sense and meaning.

I have to read a 375 e-book by Tuesday, so right now I despise them. I guess it´s what the future holds. I doubt our efficiency-suckling society will hold on to the hassles of paper for much longer. Give it a few centuries and books will be nothing but shadows and dust.

[onewheelwizzard]

Have you ever read anything by Tom Robbins? If not do so. Contact me for one you can borrow.

[astrochris]

Next time we see each other in Spruce, heh.