24 March 2009

I could lose years of my life

to the smell of old books. 
Years.

2 comments:

Sally Smith said...

I know what you mean!

stef lenk said...

I spent a full four-minutes with my nose buried in an old copy of Kafka's The Trial today, remembering a pilgrimage to Brighton (England) and some second-hand book shop I ended up in 'coz it was raining, where I got my second leather-bound copy (I own three) of Alice in Wonderland. YAYYY!