I wish there were more hours to a day, more days to a month, more months to a year. I wish we’d never grow old. lol
I think even if time were infinite, it would still not be enough. There would still be more and more books. Thank God. *Falls down on knees, sends up a heartfelt prayer and millions of thanks to all authors for the gift of their books to the world.*
I wish I could live forever… just so I could read the thousands of books I want to read. Books are such a wonder, for me – they’ve always been a miracle, holding the power to transport me to so many different worlds, the power to make me walk in another person’s shoes, the power to feel thousands of feelings.
I think after I’m dead, I’ll be an earthbound spirit and haunt the libraries of the world. So just a warning, that cold gossamer-like feeling on your arm at the library – that was probably me brushing up against you in my spectral form, on my way to read yet another book.