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Shelved around us lie
The mummied authors.
Shelved around us lie
The mummied authors.
I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
A library is but the soul's burial-ground. It is the land of
shadows.
A library is but the soul's burial-ground. It is the land of
shadows.
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future
To a historian libraries are food, shelter, and even muse.
To a historian libraries are food, shelter, and even muse.
All round the room my silent servants wait,
My friends in every season, bright and dim.
All round the room my silent servants wait,
My friends in every season, bright and dim.
The medicine chest of the soul.
The medicine chest of the soul.
I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, "Where's the self-help section?" She said if she told me, it read more
I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, "Where's the self-help section?" She said if she told me, it would defeat the purpose
Thou can'st not die. Here thou art more than safe
Where every book is thy epitaph.
Thou can'st not die. Here thou art more than safe
Where every book is thy epitaph.