Breathing and words

Hello,

I stumbled upon this sight the other evening and something about it intrigued me.
I had just finished reading an excerpt of Tarzan, the first book and felt ashamed that I had never bothered to read this great classic before.
The way the author uses his words gave me a strange sensation, as if each word was oxygen that I breathed in and was nourished.
Such rich language and the method of writing swept me away.
Has anyone else read the series and did you feel the same way?

I read a few works by Burroughs as a child, and loved them all thoroughly, but your analogy really interests me, rachel - the concept of literature's words seeming like breathing (oddly, I have written a bit of poetry on this exact topic and analogy :p). I cannot remember precisely how I felt as a child, reading Burroughs, but I can honestly say that I have felt such a sensation reading much literature, particularly poetry.
Take notice of how the word 'inspiration' contains the fragmented word 'inspire,' which can mean 'to inhale.' When such a brilliant writer has accustomed himself/herself to composing so much literature, gaining inspiration from a diversity sources, writing seems something as natural as breathing; the breathe in the inspiration, and exhale the words we read. :)