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Books must follow sciences, and not sciences books.

Books must follow sciences, and not sciences books.

by Francis Bacon Found in: Books Quotes,
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Outside of a dog, a man's best friend is a book. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read.

Outside of a dog, a man's best friend is a book. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read.

by Groucho Marx Found in: Books Quotes,
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A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.

A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.

by Margaret Fuller Found in: Books Quotes,
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Books are humanity in print.

Books are humanity in print.

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The great American novel has not only already been written, it has already been rejected.

The great American novel has not only already been written, it has already been rejected.

by Frank Dane Found in: Books Quotes,
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The covers of this book are too far apart.

The covers of this book are too far apart.

by Bible Found in: Books Quotes,
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My test of a good novel is dreading to begin the last chapter.

My test of a good novel is dreading to begin the last chapter.

by Thomas Helm Found in: Books Quotes,
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Book lovers will understand me, and they will know too that part of the pleasure of a library lies in read more

Book lovers will understand me, and they will know too that part of the pleasure of a library lies in its very existence

by Jan Morris Found in: Books Quotes,
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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.

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