I am not man or beast; I am bibliosexual, and a seedy bibliosexual who haunts the streets, laden with carrier bags held by blistered fingers, stooping under the weight of the rucksack that has brought on sciatica and a Dickensian demeanour.
Robin Ince, Robin Ince's Bad Book Club: One Man's Quest to Uncover the Books that Time Forgot
bibliosexual, books