"Speaking with NY-based bookstore One Grand on the literature of her life, Winterson considered the sensuality of sharing one's bookshelf:
"A bookshelf isn't an index — one of the many reasons why e-reading is so unsexy. Imagine a seduction; your bookshelves or their bookshelves are part of the foreplay, like music, food, talk. Our eyes run over bookshelves, not alphabetically or sequentially, because we're looking to find old friends, memories from the past, and new pleasures. That's the glory of a bookshelf. No one ever said, 'Come up and see my Kindle Index.'
Bookshelves aren't put together by algorithms either. Our own minds colliding with the minds of others is more exciting. This tiny shelf of mine isn't in order, isn't orderly, and definitely isn't definitive. It's one of many walks I could take you on, when we meet."
