29 April 2010

Max Hastings falls hard for his Kindle...

"Delayed for three hours at New Orleans airport last month, I lost myself in the journal of Walter Scott, one of the best accounts in literature of a writer's life. I reflected wryly on what the old master might have thought, seeing lines which he penned in his house beside the stately Tweed almost two centuries ago reach me through a wizard's electronic box.
He would not have quibbled, I fancy, about the means. He would merely have been delighted to find his old words still reaching an audience in a new age and a new world." 
-I can't text and adore dusty old books, but when I was given an electronic reader, I was hooked

Note: no mention of iPad...

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