. . . . is because they carry a world of history into the present. They act as a living bookmark, a reminder of who you were, where you were, and what was happening in your life when you read THAT particular book.
Books are literally touched along the pages of time, passing through untold hands, homes, and hearts — and under the paws of unscrupulous felines. They are the living embodiment of shared experience and community, a creation wholly, uniquely and intensely human. While I respect and appreciate the tool that is the e-reader, for this reader, nothing will ever replace a real book.