Until then I had thought each book spoke of the things, human or divine, that lie outside books. Now I realized that not infrequently books speak of books: it is as if they spoke among themselves. In the light of this reflection, the library seemed all the more disturbing to me. It was then the place of a long, centuries-old murmuring, an imperceptible dialogue between one parchment and another, a living thing, a receptacle of powers not to be ruled by a human mind, a treasure of secrets emanated by many minds, surviving the death of those who had produced them or had been their conveyors.
~Umberto Eco
The Name of the Rose
Can you think of a time when a book you were reading "spoke to" another book, whether directly or indirectly? Let's hear about it.
Absolutely! I believe this happens all the times. I was reading a novel by Dave Eggers, "You Shall Know Our Velocity!" and I felt it truly spoke to a novel called "Henderson the Rain King" by Saul Bellow. Both were travel type novels with incredible humor, but wisdom with satire.
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