This is the best book ever written by any man on the wrong side of a question of which he read more

This is the best book ever written by any man on the wrong side of a question of which he is profoundly ignorant.

The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as read more

The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones but in the echoes of our hearts.

And further, by these, my son, be admonished: of making many
books there is no end: and much study read more

And further, by these, my son, be admonished: of making many
books there is no end: and much study is a weariness of the
flesh.

Books were my pass to personal freedom. I learned to read at age three, and soon discovered there was a read more

Books were my pass to personal freedom. I learned to read at age three, and soon discovered there was a whole world to conquer that went beyond our farm in Mississippi.

He who studies books alone will know how things ought to be, and he who studies men will know how read more

He who studies books alone will know how things ought to be, and he who studies men will know how they are.

People read books and they find a new world that can change their lives.

People read books and they find a new world that can change their lives.

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.

The true University of these days is a Collection of Books.

The true University of these days is a Collection of Books.

Books must follow sciences, and not sciences books.

Books must follow sciences, and not sciences books.