My T lent me a book once. I asked to borrow a book from his office, but he brought two books from his home that were more 'readable' (an author we both enjoy). I was scared to take one b/c it was signed and I was afraid I'd damage it somehow, so I only took one of the two. I was going through a really hard time and was going to visit family...not a cup of tea. I found it did help. A lot, actually. I felt like he really took the time to find something meaningful (not just a pen or a paperclip or something) and trusted me with it. I was able to feel cared about without any kind of big production, just a small book.