Reading

Reading is clearly a feast of soul for good or ill, with all the courses of the world set before the our eyes, hearts and minds.  None can meander through a great library of the world without the passing thought of how much there is to be consumed, digested, and appreciated between the great, leather-bound covers of each and every volume therein.  In some antiquated tomes, one may find ideas and thoughts that have aged as fine wine throughout the centuries.  In some, ideas that have brought unimaginable pain, suffering, and harm to those who have read them and have put them into practice.  In every tome a world, in every volume a feast, in every chapter a course, but we eat or drink to our harm or health.