Oh that my words were now written! on that they were printed in
a book!

Oh that my words were now written! on that they were printed in
a book!

The books that help you the most are those which make you think the most.

The books that help you the most are those which make you think the most.

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.

In you are sent
The types of Truths whose life is The To Come;
In you soars read more

In you are sent
The types of Truths whose life is The To Come;
In you soars up the Adam from the fall;
In you the Future as the Past is given--
Ev'n in our death ye bid us hail our birth;--
Unfold these pages, and behold the Heaven,
Without one grave-stone left upon the Earth.

Every man is a volume if you know how to read him.

Every man is a volume if you know how to read him.

Some books leave us free and some books make us free.

Some books leave us free and some books make us free.

A novel is never anything, but a philosophy put into images.

A novel is never anything, but a philosophy put into images.

Books are not men and yet they stay alive.

Books are not men and yet they stay alive.

There is no Past, so long as Books shall live!

There is no Past, so long as Books shall live!