I never thought of books as companions, but I love that expression. They are companions. They bring different worlds and friends into your life that you would otherwise not meet. They bring you joy, they make you laugh, they make you cry and sometimes they make you really think. I just recently packed up my house and moved. In my house I had several bookshelves full of books. I thought that since I was moving it would be a good time to downsize my book collection. I would like to say I am embarrassed by the fact that I only got rid of about 14 books, but I'm not really embarrassed by that. I love books! I will, however, refrain from telling you how many boxes and boxes and b o x e s of books I ended up packing. I guess it was hard for me to give up my companions.
I love books of all kind - well, let me rephrase that, I love books of almost every kind. I will not and cannot read "romance" novels - for me those are a waste of my time. My favorite kinds of books are historical novels - I enjoy history. I also enjoy the old classics - Moby Dick, Anna Karenina, The Count of Monte Cristo, etc. In them I find another world. A world wherein the people have a high intellect and the books are written as such. I have found lately that there is a lot of trash out there. And by trash, I mean books written in such a way that the language and the ideas have been "dumbed down". Authors no longer want us to think for ourselves - they want to simply spoon feed us what is going on and not give us the freedom to discover for ourselves what lies hidden deep within the story.
For example, the opening line of Anna Karenina says: