Or you could side with cynical old Nick Lowe, who wrote 'I Trained Her To Love Me':
Mind you, being alone leaves you with a lot of time to read, as Nick tells us in 'I Read A Lot', which I dedicate to my students. It reminds me that when I started my PhD, a recently-completed doctoral student gave us an orientation talk which included the line 'you can do a PhD or you can have a relationship, not both'. He had his own solution to this conundrum: a few weeks later he was nicked for cottaging in the local park.
Not that I see reading as some kind of inferior occupation for the lonely. The idea of dating a non-reader horrifies me. What would you do with the time? Talk? Extreme sports? Ugh.
