I completely agree.
The love of reading, sometimes passed on to us by our parents or discovered for ourselves, is the greatest gift. Reading can occupy our minds when perhaps our life’s experiences are too painful.
Books are like precious stepping stones of knowledge in life. One book/subject leads to another and another. Each one along the way educates us in its own way, fires the imagination and lifts the spirits. There is a infinite world out there, past and present, that can be explored through reading.
When someone years ago asked me what were my hobbies, what did I do in my spare time, I replied, “I love to read”. I got the oddest look back as if I had just arrived from Mars!
However, I know that those of us who love books understand why reading is so important.
If it does not look right or sound right, it is not right.