The Book Bag

Some people read for instruction, which is praiseworthy, and some for pleasure, which is innocent, but not a few read from habit, and I suppose that this is neither innocent or praiseworthy. Of that lamentable company am I. Conversation after a time bores me, games tire me and my own thoughts, which we are told are the unfailing resource of a sensible man, have a tendency to run dry. Then I fly to my book as the opium-smoker to his pipe.

From "The Book Bag" by W. Somerset Maugham

लेखकांचं नेहमीचं आहे हे. आपल्याला जे म्हणायचं असतं ते इतक्या समर्पकपणे लिहुन जातात की आपलं बोलणंच खुंटतं. फक्त उद्धृत करणं उरतं आपल्या हातात.