Lord! when you sell a man a book you don't sell just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life. Love and friendship and humor and ships at sea by night - there's all heaven and earth in a book, a real book.
I’m so busy these days that my book reading has actually declined—I’m ashamed to say. However, I live in hopes that I’ll get back to my norm of a couple of books a week when my current project is more advanced. I’m still reading as much as ever—arguably more—but much of the content is web based so I’m reading off my computer screens (I have two—one for reference material, and one to write on).
Strangely enough, I don’t have either an e-reader or a tablet—an omission I intend to remedy shortly. I had an early Kindle, but, sadly, it died. I’m all for e-books, but hope they co-exist with traditional books for a long time to come. Printed books are truly wonderful things and have enriched my life more than I can say.
Bookstore browsing—an acquired skill—is one of the great pleasures of the world. Such visits are voyages of discovery, and I am rarely disappointed.
Quoting the Pew Research Center, an article in www.digitalbookworld.com comments as follows:
The increase in the proportion of Americans who have read an ebook could be explained by increased device ownership. Both e-reader and tablet ownership increased markedly in 2013. Now, 50% of Americans have either a tablet or e-reader, which is up from 43% in Sept. 2013, and even more significantly from 2012.
Fahrenheit 451—the title of Ray Bradbury’s famous book—is the temperature at which a book burns.