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Books, books, books!
I had found the secret of a garret room
Piled high with cases in read more
Books, books, books!
I had found the secret of a garret room
Piled high with cases in my father's name;
Piled high, packed large,--where, creeping in and out
Among the giant fossils of my past,
Like some small nimble mouse between the ribs
Of a mastodon, I nibbled here and there
At this or that box, pulling through the gap,
In heats of terror, haste, victorious joy,
The first book first. And how I felt it beat
Under my pillow, in the morning's dark,
An hour before the sun would let me read!
My books!
At last, because the time was ripe,
I chanced upon the poets.
Deep versed in books and shallow in himself.
Deep versed in books and shallow in himself.
Books must follow sciences, and not sciences books.
Books must follow sciences, and not sciences books.
The flood of print has turned reading into a process of gulping rather than savoring.
The flood of print has turned reading into a process of gulping rather than savoring.
Laws die, Books never.
Laws die, Books never.
Books open your mind, broaden your mind, and strengthen you as nothing else can
Books open your mind, broaden your mind, and strengthen you as nothing else can
I heard his library burned down and both books were destroyed -- and one of them hadn't even been colored read more
I heard his library burned down and both books were destroyed -- and one of them hadn't even been colored in yet.
A library is thought in cold storage.
A library is thought in cold storage.
