I used to keep all the books I read but I soon realised that you run out of shelf space; that books need dusting; that they never started any intelligent conversations and that the thing I most enjoyed was sharing them with other people.
So I stopped hoarding and I started passing them on. And just like handing your children over, or sharing a favourite item of clothing, it pains me everytime I give one away. But then I love it if someone else loves it, even better if they come back and talk to me about it.
The really good ones I remember, others I forget about until I see them in book lists or on other people's shelves.
You should join me. If you really love books, pass them on.
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