The joy of reading a book is found in getting lost in the author’s world, submersing yourself between the lines. Putting the book down in chapters not found in a synopsis and saying to yourself, “I never realized that!” Meditating on the turn of a phrase or a word used in a way defined in no dictionary.

To read is to think; to read deeply is to think deeply. Sometimes it even hurts, but it hurts so good.

I noticed in reading this seven-minute script that many of the sentences are fragments apropos our twitter-obsessed culture; Madonna yesterday, Eilish today, instant gratification always.

Sure, I, too, wish life were longer. If I could divide myself in two, one-self would work, play, be with friends and family; the other-self would read books constantly. Books are not a chore; they are a reward.

I agree with Denning-Naval on this: Read good books all the way through. Skim if you absolutely must, but read. I would caution with this: Don’t rote-read or skim to get to “the good part,” don’t memorize-read to impress. Read to think. Read for joy.