Några ord som passar särskilt bra på Världsbokdagen finner jag i min pågående läsning, Kafka Was The Rage av Anatole Broyard:
"I realize that people still read books now and some people actually love them, but in 1946 in The Village our feelings about books - I'm talking about my friends and myself - went beyond love. It was as if we didn't know where we ended and books began. Books were our weather, our environment, our clothing. We didn't simply read books; we became them."