If I ever wanted to read a complete collection of random thoughts, I would seriously consider a full edition of Yoshida Kenko's work. The short and long of it is clear, it seems like the author sat down and wrote down everything that came to mind, even if it is completely unrelated to the things discussed on the rest of the page.
I can not say that I enjoyed it. It was too random for me, and some part seemed very dated. Of course, considering it was written in the fourteenth century, it has aged considerably well. However, it was not for me.
This not withstanding, there were some lovely passages about books:
'It is a most wonderful comfort to sit alone beneath a lamp, book spread before you, and commune with someone from the past whom you have never met...'
Little Black Classic #11