It just wouldn't be the same walking into our library (okay, the living room with lots of bookshelves) and seeing a miniscule, cold, soulless device sitting there. Give me something that fills my hands and has weight to it. A nice hardcover making that noise (I don't know how to describe it w/ an onomatopoeia) when you close the book for the last time...can't replicate that.
Reading the paper in the morning (back when I used to get the Globe, then cancelled, now the WSJ, which I have to cancel also!) is was one of my favorite parts of teh day.