So slip on your goggles and your reading trunks, for the sun is high. Let me leave you with one more thought. In what season of the year do we find ourselves - I'm speaking for a moment in terms of the physical world - wading through things? Surf. Kelp. Books. Summer.
Roy Blount Jr., Where Books Fall Open: A Reader's Anthology of Wit & Passion
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