Have you ever heard of book sniffing? I always do it! New books have a fresh smell which makes my windpipe itchy and tells my brain to treat myself with the book and a good cup of coffee.
On the other hand, old books with torn pages speaks volume of the world sandwiched between each word and makes me tear down even before I begin reading it.
Every time you open a book and read it, a tree smiles knowing there is life after death.
