books, books, books

"It was clear that the books owned the shop rather than the other way about. Everywhere they had run wild and taken possession of their habitat, breeding and multiplying and clearly lacking any strong hand to keep them down." (1963) ~ Agatha Christie ~

When I enter a place such as the one pictured my pulse quickens -so many books - so little time. To me these are not just bounded piles of paragraphs, but teachers, comforters, and old friends. And there is always the possibility of discovery - of new points of view - of differing ways of interacting with the world- And because of the sensory experience of a bookstore I just don't know if I could ever be completely happy with reading from a Kindle...

this photo is of the San Francisco Book Co.