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The meaning of the word “library” has never been more ambiguous.
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To properly honor your cultural role models, don’t try to do what they did, or even to think what they thought, but to think how they thought.
The writer David Auerbach once posted a fascinating inquest on left-brained literature, an examination of what he calls “a parallel track of literature that is popular specifically among engineers,” excluding genre fiction (science- or otherwise), with an eye toward “which novels of some notoriety and good PR happen to attract members of t[...]
Bill Gates has apparently been a big reader all along, even during his Microsoft days. On his site, Gates Notes, he writes, “I’ve been reading about a book a week on average since I was a kid. Even when my schedule is out of control, I carve out a lot of time for reading.” And periodically he publishes a list of his favorite reads.[...]
“Eats, Shoots, and Leaves is Britain’s number-one best seller at the moment, and it’s about punctuation, and no, I don’t get it either,” writes Nick Hornby in his February 2004 “Stuff I’ve Been Reading” column for the Believer.[...]
It’s fruitcake weather, so bust out your hankies.
You’ll need them by the end of this 1966 television adaptation of Truman Capote’s autobiographical 1956 story, “A Christmas Memory,” above.
As holiday specials go, it’s blessedly free of razzle dazzle.
We’ve told you about the great Japanese word “tsundoku,” which describes the act of buying books and letting them pile up unread. It’s an affliction–or state of affairs–I’m sure many of you are personally familiar with.
Now let’s say you move that huge pile of unread books to a new home.
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At any given moment many of us can recommend a list of books to read. Books that have imprinted on us, named emotions we didn’t know we had, carved trails through our brains. Books that stand as a testament to a life lived as a reader.
Martin Amis once criticized his fellow novelist J.M. Coetzee for writing in a style “predicated on transmitting absolutely no pleasure.[...]