The books themselves
“I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them–with the books themselves, cover and binding and the paper they were printed on, with their smell and their weight and with their possession in my arms, captured and carried off to myself.” — Eudora Welty
I can think of few sorrows for which I cannot find solace in books. Through the words recorded by others, I am connected with people who amuse, instruct or understand; transported to places that fascinate, captivate or terrify; carried beyond the confines of my own circumstances into a realm of unbridled ideas, possibilites and imagination. Reading changes lives.