And my book queue never gets smaller. I finish at least one book a week and sell books a dozen at a time on ebay, and the queue never gets smaller.
There are a finite number of books in the universe, and I will have a finite lifespan. The only question now is which finite-ness will win out first.
My bet's on the books. I'll be a forgotten echo in the cosmos before the books run out.
Candide is pretty good, though. Voltaire's sense of humor is pretty compatible with mine.