I was assigned to the office of a recently deceased faculty member; the office hadn't been cleaned out yet, and a few days before the fall term began, I unlocked the door to find a dirty room whose bookshelves were crammed with empty bourbon bottles and crucifixes, mute testimony to the limits of literature as a sustaining comfort in life.
Maureen Corrigan, Leave Me Alone, I'm Reading: Finding and Losing Myself in Books
arrogance, idolatry, reading