Thursday, 8 November 2007

Last Page Of A Good Book

Ideally we are talking well over 600 pages, perhaps pushing a thousand. Something epic, a tome which has taken weeks and months to complete. Think The Iliad, think Ulysses, think Proust. The sense of achievement, the depth of knowledge and poetry you have absorbed, the selfish pleasure at actually having completed it, is immense. You can keep your marathons and your cross-channel swims, give me Don Quixote any day.


Motheratlarge said...

The word 'tome' is pretty satisfying just in itself.

Lovely picture.

i beati said...