The Beard man said: Our books are us
“We are the people of the book. We love our books.
We fill our houses with books. We treasure books we inherit from our
parents, and we cherish the idea of passing those books on to our
children. Indeed, how many of us started reading with a beloved book
that belonged to one of our parents? We force worthy books on our
friends, and we insist that they read them. We even feel a weird kinship
for the people we see on buses or airplanes reading our books, the
books that we claim. If anyone tries to take away our books—some
oppressive government, some censor gone off the rails—we would defend
them with everything that we have. We know our tribespeople when we
visit their homes because every wall is lined with books. There are
teetering piles of books beside the bed and on the floor; there are
masses of swollen paperbacks in the bathroom. Our books are us. They are
our outboard memory banks and they contain the moral, intellectual, and
imaginative influences that make us the people we are today.”
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