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Originally Posted by Rob Instigator

Certain things only matter to those that live a life of the mind.

As an OG nerd (learned to read by myself at age 3) I prefer a life of the mind, and my books help me keep that mind full.

the life of the mind is concerned with the mind, not with hoarding junk.

walt whitman had a bigger life of the mind than most of us and he wrote this:

MY PICTURE-GALLERY.
IN a little house keep I pictures suspended, it is not a
fix'd house,
It is round, it is only a few inches from one side to the other;
Yet behold, it has room for all the shows of the world,
all memories!
Here the tableaus of life, and here the groupings of death;
Here, do you know this? this is cicerone himself,
With finger rais'd he points to the prodigal pictures.

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I love Leaves of Grass and I remembered that poem from having read it, not from keeping some musty paperback stuffed in a shelf unopened. And I pasted you the quote from an online edition, as it's in the public domain.

So a mind doesn't need a yellowed ream of smelly unglued booklice-eaten low-grade paper to either understand Whitman or remember Whitman or to quote him or to be alive with it.