I am cleansing myself of books. I filled up the back of my car with books and went to Good Will. Because I'm moving my office upstairs, it was time to evaluate the 900 trips up and down the stairs. I have piles too, poetry books to give to fellow poets, dharma books to give to my sangha and random books for friends, my kids, Milo, etc.
Don't worry. I have plenty left. And I found lots of stuff in books; old love letters, pictures of kids, scraps of poetry.