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What a place to be in is an old library! It seems as though all
the souls of all read more
What a place to be in is an old library! It seems as though all
the souls of all the writers that have bequeathed their labours
to these Bodleians were reposing here as in some dormitory, or
middle state. I do not want to handle, to profane the leaves,
their winding-sheets. I could as soon dislodge a shade. I seem
to inhale learning, walking amid their foliage; and the odor of
their old moth-scented coverings is fragrant as the first bloom
of those sciential apples which grew amid the happy orchard.
- Charles Lamb (used pseudonym Elia),
The library is the temple of learning, and learning has liberated more people than all the wars in history.
The library is the temple of learning, and learning has liberated more people than all the wars in history.
Libraries are as the shrines where all the relics of the ancient
saints, full of true virtue, and that read more
Libraries are as the shrines where all the relics of the ancient
saints, full of true virtue, and that without delusion or
imposture, are preserved and reposed.
The richest minds need not large libraries.
The richest minds need not large libraries.
'Tis well to borrow from the good and the great;
'Tis wise to learn: 'tis God-like to create!
'Tis well to borrow from the good and the great;
'Tis wise to learn: 'tis God-like to create!
That place that does contain
My books, the best companions, is to me
A glorious court, where read more
That place that does contain
My books, the best companions, is to me
A glorious court, where hourly I converse
With the old sages and philosophers;
And sometimes, for variety, I confer
With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels;
Calling their victories, if unjustly got,
Unto a strict account, and, in my fancy,
Deface their ill-placed statues.
The medicine chest of the soul.
The medicine chest of the soul.
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.
Shelved around us lie
The mummied authors.
Shelved around us lie
The mummied authors.
