I have a thousand + books in my tiny apartment.  Here are some I can reach from my bed while still lying down.  I sometimes just look at them as they sit in the shelf.  Visual inspiration!  We need that!  Or at least I do.  I have been described as a hoarder.  When I’m anxious, I agree.  When I feel good, I call myself a librarian and a curator.

When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep. – Yeats