You rob yourself if you have a lot of books, but never read.
Some use the gift of literacy for pedestrian activities like reading signboards on the street and reading the menu at restaurants.
Others use it to absorb the lived experiences of great men past and present, thus improving themselves with multiple lifetimes worth of wit.
And some take it a step further and train their own powers of articulation, documenting their experiences, learnings and philosophies to be absorbed by others long after they’re gone.
Which existence feels more worthwhile?
