Through The Tulips Words of 'Wiz'dom

Marcel was cleaning out the shed when he came across a huge trunk filled with books. They are books that I’ve read and I highly doubt that I’ll read them again, because the ones I refer to from time to time, I have stuffed in my night stand. Marcel suggested that maybe I sell used books and make a little cash, because right now they are collecting dust and taking up space in the shed. I guess he’s right, but something about me hates to part with them. At least this way someone else could enjoy them.