I’m reading The City of Dreaming Books by Walter Moers and loved this..

Can you imagine how lucid our thoughts will be once we’ve liberated them from the arts?’ Smyke demanded. ‘Once we’ve swept our soiled brains clean of senseless dross? Can you imagine how much more time we’ll be able to spend on the things that really matter in life? No, of course you can’t. You’re an author.’

Have you read this novel? For the love of books, you should.