Ну вот Женя наконец-то снова погрузился в чарующую...

Well, Eugene finally again plunged into the bewitching radiant emptiness of postmodernism. I even talked about myself in the third person, what a fellow you are.

"Even in the window, you noticed the right cover. A visual trail led you along the dense screenings from Books You Didn't Read. Mocking, they looked eerily at the newcomer from the shelves and counters. But you should not give in to their suggestion. You know what’s on the bookstores dozens of hectares are occupied by Books That You Can Not Read; Books Written For Something That Is Suitable, Just Not For Reading; Books That Have Been Read Already That You Couldn't Open, Because They Belong To The Category Of That Read Already Before They Were Written. You overpowered the main belt of fortifications, and here the shock forces of infantry, formed from Books, Which You Willingly Read, If You Have Several Lives, But Life, Alas, Only One, fall upon you with a swift throw and get into the thick of Books, Which You Intend To Read, But First You Must Read Other Books; Too Expensive Books, To Buy That You Wait Until They Are Halved; Books That For The Same Reasons You Will Buy When They Go Out In Pocket Editions; Books That You Could Take From Someone For A Time; The books that everyone has read, so you can assume that you also read them. Reflecting these attacks, you come close to the walls of the fortress, where they occupied the defense
Books That You Have Long Planned To Read;
Books That You Unsuccessfully Searched For Years;
Books About What You Do At This Moment;
Books That It is advisable to have on hand just in case;
Books That You Could Put Off, Say, Until Summer;
Books That Are Missing On Your Bookshelf Next To Other Books;
Books Suddenly Causing A Burning And Not Quite Justified Interest In You.
Well, you managed to kill the warlike hordes. There are still many, but they are already calculable. However, the relative lull no-no and yes is broken by daring sorties. The ambush was set by the Books, Read A long time ago; Now is the Time to Re-read Them. Other Books dug in with them; You Constantly Pretended to Read These Books: It's Time to Really Read Them. "
("If One Traveler One Winter Night" by Italo Calvino)