Edward Cook
asks:
Given that there is such a thing as "comfort food," why shouldn't there also be "comfort books"? Comfort books, as I imagine them, are personal, much-read favorites, to be resorted to when other reading (or life in general) seems flat, stale, and unprofitable.
My list of comfort books includes:
- Robert Burton, Anatomy of Melancholy
- Arthur Conan Doyle, novels and stories about Sherlock Holmes
- Holbrook Jackson, Anatomy of Bibliomania
- Montaigne, Essays
- Christopher Morley, Parnassus on Wheels and The Haunted Bookshop
- Schopenhauer, Parerga and Paralipomena