Even when reading is impossible, the presence of books acquired (by passionate devotion to them) produces such an ecstasy that the buying of more books than one can read is nothing less than the soul reaching towards infinity... we cherish books even if unread, their mere presence exudes comfort, their ready access, reassurance.
As much as I want to avoid spending money on/filling my life with too many "things", I just love being surrounded by books.
See languagehat's post (and the comments) and Roger Ebert's article on book collecting.
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