We are made of flesh and bone—and pages of books.
— Unknown


Who would you be if you’d never read a single page?

The answer to that question scares me. And it makes me want to tackle, with renewed vigor, the unread stack of books in my study. From time to time, I need to remind myself that I’ll get more out of a book if I do more than buy it.

The books we’ve finished have marked us in deep and permanent ways. We know this. They've become a part of our makeup. What is it about a book that does that?

Let’s make a pack. We won’t let the pile get too high. We will keep turning pages.