By the author? Should he/she be famous?
By the cover? Should it be funny, exciting, toe nail-curling?
By friend’s recommendations? What if the friend were a Western lover? What if the friend secretly wanted to control your mind?
Blindly? Whatever you may hit upon? What if you were standing next to a fat lady?
By the title? “How To Pick A Book And Regret It In Ten Ways”?
Go by wine and cheese bribed book critics?
Steal and hope for the best?
Or spend a lifetime reading Tin Tin, Osamu Tezuka and Garfield.
They never wrong you. And I don’t wish to control your mind.