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The richest minds need not large libraries.
The richest minds need not large libraries.
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.
A library implies an act of faith
A library implies an act of faith
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.
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future
Some book there is that she desires to see.
Which is it, girl, of these? Open them, boy.
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Some book there is that she desires to see.
Which is it, girl, of these? Open them, boy.
But thou art deeper read and better skilled:
Come and take choice of all my library,
And so beguile thy sorrow, till the heavens
Reveal the damned contriver of this deed.
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),
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.
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.