I'm a messy reader. I move in a zig zag through the shelves with the compass of randomness. Choosing ten books among those I read presumes a memory that I haven't and a logic that I can't find. Indeed, I choose ten of those I haven't read yet. I’d love I’ve read them, I look forward to reading them. some of these are already in my library. others, I wait to meet them. it will happen at the right time. they all feed my curiosity or reverence, while some of them feed my laziness with many pages.