I’m a book lover. I’ve probably already fucked a whole library.
If your friend wishes to read your ‘Plutarch’s Lives,’ ‘Shakespeare,’ or ‘The Federalist Papers,’ tell him gently but firmly, to buy a copy. You will lend him your car or your coat - but your books are as much a part of you as your head or your heart.
I’ve never understood the desire for books with matched bindings. You don’t go through life looking for sets of matched people, and books are just as individual.
Real life is physical. Give me books instead. Give me the invisibility of the contents of books, the thoughts, the ideas, the images. Let me become part of a book… . an intertextual being: a book cyborg, or, considering that books aren’t cybernetic, perhaps a bibliorg.