There are people who treat the book-as-a-physical-artifact, who love the physical object. I have a bit of that in me, I can’t ever bring myself to annotate or write on printed books. I think that came from all those years of not being allowed to in school.
But other than that, for me a book is no more than a container for the words that I want to get at. So for me, readability is the most important part of a book.
So when I sit down to read a book, the first thing I do is audibly crack the spine of it so that the damn thing lays flat when I sit it on a surface and am reading it. When the pages try to spring up and interrupt my flow, I shove my thumb down the crease and flatten the book out.
When I used to browse the used books in stores, I would actually gravitate toward books with five or six visible cracks in the spine: there, that was a book that would stay the hell put!
Dog ears are particularly welcome. This tells me where I stopped.
My personal love is for paperbacks. I love the form most of all. It lends itself well to a voracious reader like me. It’s easy to crack the spine. It’s small and portable, will even fit into the pants pocket of a pair of baggy jeans. It’s cheap, so I can read lots of them. More of them would fit on my shelf. It doesn’t have an annoying cover sleeve that falls off, or gets in the way.
I love books. But I love them for what is in them, not the book itself.
I guess that’s why it wasn’t too hard for me to switch to reading a good percentage of my books on screen.