I remember being shocked when I discovered some of my school pals didn't have books in their homes. I thought it was like not having oxygen, or hot water.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I guess I was raised in a household with a lot of reverence for the physical sanctity of books. You didn't destroy books.
I can't imagine my life without books. My father was an electrical engineer, and my mother was a public school teacher. Books were an integral part of my childhood.
I grew up in a house with very few books.
I came from a home where everybody had a book.
I didn't read children's books when I was a child. The only books in our house were ration books.
Unless their use by readers bring them to life, books are indeed dead things.
The first thing I remember when I moved to a school in the suburbs was, 'My gosh, all these books!' The classroom and school had a library; I'd never seen so many books in my life! It was something we didn't have in the township.
The only book in our home was the Bible. My parents forbade books. They thought I needed help because I wanted to be a writer!
I still buy actual books. The smell, having it in your hands - there's really no substitute.
One of the great privileges of my life was growing up in a house without books.