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Hark, the world so loud,
And they, the movers of the world, so still!
Hark, the world so loud,
And they, the movers of the world, so still!
Literary imagination is an aesthetic object offered by a writer to a lover of books.
Literary imagination is an aesthetic object offered by a writer to a lover of books.
In the middle of the silence in a writer's house lies an invalid: the book being worked on.
In the middle of the silence in a writer's house lies an invalid: the book being worked on.
The pleasure of reading is doubled when one lives with another who shares the same books.
The pleasure of reading is doubled when one lives with another who shares the same books.
For books are more than books, they are the life, the very heart and core of ages past, the reason read more
For books are more than books, they are the life, the very heart and core of ages past, the reason why men worked and died, the essence and quintessence of their lives.
A room without books is like a body without a soul.
A room without books is like a body without a soul.
Books are not men and yet they stay alive.
Books are not men and yet they stay alive.
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few
to be chewed and digested.
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few
to be chewed and digested.
I've never know any trouble than an hour's reading didn't assuage.
I've never know any trouble than an hour's reading didn't assuage.
