It seems there are two "books". One is the object: its shape, its smell, its quality of paper, its binding, its typeface, etc etc etc. The other is the content. The words in it. The ideas in it. When people say "real book" and refer to the first, it makes me wonder. Yes, old expertly bound volumes are beautiful objects. As are many antiques in general. Like entering an old magnificent building, touching such books is a special feeling. But it has nothing to do with reading. When you are immersed in an interesting book, are you even aware of what format you are reading it on?
Last edited by omk3; 01-05-2010 at 10:00 AM.
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