Sartre, who was a kind of odd guy, has an essay in which he compares libraries to graveyards. More accurately perhaps, it might be that he is putting himself in the shoes of a critic when he compares libraries to graveyards. But, which ever way you want to think of what it was Sartre was saying, it's a neat idea.
A book, once written is dead. It sort of sits there with all its words,
bumbling up on each other. Each one probably a little disgruntled because there
is no chance, nor will there ever be a chance for a particular word to sit
somewhere else, get a new perspective, add nuance or greater cogency to the
meaning of this or that sentence.