As a child, I was introduced to an old friend of the family. I have never met anyone who has read so many books, could remember so many sources or quote so many authors as he could. Many years later, while studying at university, I would often call him for suggestions with bibliography regarding the most varied subjects. We would always meet in a café or a park, and my curiosity grew with time. What was his library like? I imagined him having endless rooms filled with books. Finally, one day, I convinced him to meet at his house, and to my deep disappointment, there were no books to be seen. My impatience took over and I asked him where he kept all his books? ”I only own the book I read at the moment” he answered. “When I finish them, I go for a walk, pick a stranger from the crowd, and give the book away.
