What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.

Catcher in the Rye ~ J.D Salinger

This happens to me a lot, except that I have the urge to hug the authors. Not to mention the character in the book - which is actually even more difficult than hugging the author. Holden Caufield definitely could've used a hug.