The words of the Internet were true: I have no space in my bookshelf whatsoever for Exalted: Third Edition. But everywhere I look on my shelf I see things that belong beside it.
Far on the left of the "large fiction books" shelf is The High Kings by Joy Chant, a book of old Celtic stories including an early version of the King Arthur legend. Nearby are translations of Gilgamesh, Beowulf, and The Odyssey. Further to the right are special-edition hardcovers of The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings, The Chronicles of Narnia, and a lavishly-illustrated poetry edition of The Sorcerer's Apprentice, which includes a female apprentice and a sewing machine as its animated object.
On a higher shelf are two Bibles and some related books, a set of books on Taoism and a book of Zen koans, The Art of War, and a boxed set of books full of literature about the moon, with everything from werewolf short stories to essays on moon goddess worship. On the far right there's a big, 90s-sized software box for Return to Zork.
There is no room on my shelf for Exalted, because...because...
...it's already there.