Books – part and parcel of humanity

But they are books, part and parcel of humanity, and as such, in their ever increasing, jostling multitude, they are worthy of regard, admiration, and compassion. Especially of compassion. It has been said a long time ago that books have their fate. They have, and it is very much like the destiny of man. They share with us the great incertitude of ignominy or glory—of severe justice and senseless persecution—of calumny and misunderstanding—the shame of undeserved success. Of all the inanimate objects, of all men’s creations, books are the nearest to us, for they contain our very thought, our ambitions, our indignations, our illusions, our fidelity to truth, and our persistent leaning towards error. But most of all they resemble us in their precarious hold on life.

Joseph Conrad, “Books” in: Notes on life and letters
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More books!

2022 is proving to be very interesting in terms of books I pick. Since my last post, I’ve read Kimberly Amato’s Enemy as part of Blackthorn book tours, Good morning midnight and Art Spiegelman’s Maus.

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