Yes, read, read

The importance of book-reading fever or passing remarks in the ongoing TPiE session, but not a single cast of light on the art of reading, especially a good book, namely a book with life, the life-blood of a master-spirit, namely a book of self-reflection laden with personality hues rather than just stacks of words and descriptions and banal narration or trite events. Yes, the book I am talking about is of literary work rather than study book. But just reading, having such habit of gong over what's written like on a matchbox cover, is itself great. And reading conventional novels, yes, known as thrillers, can be the ledge to more mature way of reading, namely knowing what to read. And, yes, I confess, even doing a thriller can be laborious so far, as a man of letters is more or less doomed. Then why not who does expose himself or herself, who paints real events injected with one's own feel, who presumes to express seeing through someone else's eyes.