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You, O Books, are the golden vessels of the temple, the arms of
the clerical militia with which the read more
You, O Books, are the golden vessels of the temple, the arms of
the clerical militia with which the missiles of the most wicked
are destroyed; fruitful olives, vines of Engaddi, fig-trees
knowing no sterility; burning lamps to be ever held in the hand.
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
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.
Some books leave us free and some books make us free.
Some books leave us free and some books make us free.
Choose an author as you choose a friend.
Choose an author as you choose a friend.
We call some books immortal! Do they live?
If so, believe me, Time hath made them pure.
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We call some books immortal! Do they live?
If so, believe me, Time hath made them pure.
In Books, the veriest wicked rest in peace.
Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image, but thee who destroys a goode booke, kills reason it read more
Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image, but thee who destroys a goode booke, kills reason it selfe.
The printing press is either the greatest blessing or the greatest curse of modern times, sometimes one forgets which it read more
The printing press is either the greatest blessing or the greatest curse of modern times, sometimes one forgets which it is.
Books had instant replay long before televised sports.
Books had instant replay long before televised sports.
