delicious books

Over the past week, I've sorted through all the books I should be reading, want to be reading and have to read; only to discover that altogether the amount I gathered reached 213. This number scares me; mostly because I know that by the time I've read even a small fraction of them, I will have already added the equivalent of new titles to the list. There are too many I haven't discovered yet.

In fact, there are too many books to discover in the whole earth. Even if I read a book a day for the rest of my life, I will not have read them all. Irritatingly, my single lifetime will never be sufficient -there is too much to read and learn and feel and understand.

Far too much.