""In anything fit to be called by the name of reading, the process itself should be absorbing and voluptuous; we should gloat over a book, be rapt clean out of ourselves, and rise from the perusal, our mind filled with the busiest, kaleidoscopic dance of images, incapable of sleep or of continuous thought.""

Robert Louis Stevenson, "A Gossip on Romance" (1882), in Learning to Write 44, 44 (1920).