Although I never lose the desire for books, there have been moments when I felt overwhelmed by the unread ones, whether owned or just known (luckily I never worried about the unknown unread books).  At some point I even had an inner puritanical demon propose the life-denying stricture that I should not acquire books faster than I could read them.

Now, still unwise in many respects, I’m at least wise enough to enjoy the presence of books and their unread promise, as friends waiting for a chat.  And if this qualifies me as being ‘truly cultured’, well, about time too.

‘The truly cultured are capable of owning thousands of unread books without losing their composure or their desire for more.’

Source: So Many Books, Gabriel Zaid


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