We have not read an author till we have seen his object, whatever
it may be, as he saw read more

We have not read an author till we have seen his object, whatever
it may be, as he saw it.

Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an
exact man.

Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an
exact man.

The mind, relaxing into needful sport,
Should turn to writers of an abler sort,
Whose wit well read more

The mind, relaxing into needful sport,
Should turn to writers of an abler sort,
Whose wit well managed, and whose classic style,
Give truth a lustre, and make wisdom smile.

The delight of opening a new pursuit, or a new course of reading,
imparts the vivacity and novelty of read more

The delight of opening a new pursuit, or a new course of reading,
imparts the vivacity and novelty of youth even to old age.

My early and invincible love of reading, . . . I would not
exchange for the treasures of India.

My early and invincible love of reading, . . . I would not
exchange for the treasures of India.

Books have always a secret influence on the understanding; we
cannot at pleasure obliterate ideas: he that reads books read more

Books have always a secret influence on the understanding; we
cannot at pleasure obliterate ideas: he that reads books of
science, though without any desire fixed of improvement, will
grow more knowing; he that entertains himself with moral or
religious treatises, will imperceptibly advance in goodness; the
ideas which are often offered to the mind, will at last find a
lucky moment when it is disposed to receive them.

A person who won't read has no advantage over one who can't read.

A person who won't read has no advantage over one who can't read.

If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.

If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.

But truths on which depends our main concern,
That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn,
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But truths on which depends our main concern,
That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn,
Shine by the side of every path we tread
With such a lustre he that runs may read.