why read?

I am currently reading Pamuk's Other Colours where he discusses the acts of reading/ writing. In continuation of his thoughts, i am jotting down some of my reasons for reading:

I read for completeness of being, for clarity of thought, for peace of mind. I read to overcome my insecurities and fears. I read to be happy, in the moment of reading. I read to give myself some time. I read to find solace and solitude. I read out of a sense of inadequacy, to fill my mindspace with words that i hope will be my own. I read to understand my place in humanity. I read for pleasure and pain. I read to overcome boredom and drudgery. I read to be honest about life...