The toaster still has n't ejected a thought, so I've gone for a ready meal for this post: someone else's thoughts.

This morning I jotted Susan Hill's delightful description of the power of a book - not an e-book, but a true book, covers, font, pages, margin scribbles, dog-eared pages, the earthiness of a book, it's essence - as I burrowed into her book about her year long adventure to read only the books she had on her shelves, and not buy any new.

Think giving up smoking is hard? Try not buying a book when you're a confirmed bibliophile. A hard road to walk. Calvary

For her " A book which is left on the shelf is a dead thing, but it is also a chrysalis, an inanimate object packed with the potential to burst into life"

How perfect an image. My shelves laden with chrysalises waiting for that moment when they'll flex and fly again.