Sunday, February 26, 2012

Some people read for instruction, which is praiseworthy, and some for pleasure, which is innocent, but not a few read from habit, and I suppose that this is neither innocent nor praiseworthy. Of that lamentable company am I. Conversation after a time bores me, games tire me and my own thoughts, which we are told are the unfailing resource of a sensible man, have a tendency to run dry. Then I fly to my book as the opium-smoker to his pipe.
~W. Somerset Maugham, The Book-Bag

1 comment:

Cassandra said...

How true this is!In fact we're all wonder my mother doesn't like that I'm reading so much :)