A book is a blunt instrument and a block of eternity. It’s the physical manifestation of boredom. A book. ‘The book.’ Students never call it anything else in their essays: the book, a book, the books, some books.
—The Rights of the Reader by Daniel Pennac (translated by Sarah Adams). On a tip from a discussion about readers’ advisory on the RUSA listerv, I picked up The Rights of the Reader. The titular rights are illustrated in this poster by Quentin Blake, if you want to check them out. But I think the essay beforehand is the best part, actually. (1/3)