The unique act of waving a book into the atmosphere is seldom regarded by many literators as particularly admirable. It is true that books are meant to be read in order to get enough knowledge to supplement one's limited or adequate understanding of our society. The relationship between the book and the person there is still very tender, but what really emerges is rarely not the same. Waving a book into the atmospheric air can never be considered quite a commendable deed in the eyes of several literators. Books are indeed for reading to secure sufficient knowledge in order to enhance one's little or enough knowledge in the society. Between the book and the person there remains not more than a very tender relation but what actually comes forward is seldom similar.
