Anything worth doing is worth overdoing.

I used to be proud of the fact that the only book I just couldn't wade through was Stewart Little when I was about ten or twelve. (Even then, giving birth to a cognizant, talking mouse was just too much WTF for me.) Now, a considerable number of books have joined that list. I will probably never, ever finish Stewart Little. Talking mice = Just. No. But I might one day finish some of the others. It is a forever joke in this house that the Christmas stocking gets stuffed with Bookmarks for the stack of 'someday I'll get back to that' books beside the bed, all with bookmarks sticking out of them. Someday when i have more time.