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    A bad book is as much of a labor to write as a good one, it comes as sincerely from the author's soul.

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

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

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My books are water; those of the great geniuses are wine--everybody drinks water.

My books are water; those of the great geniuses are wine--everybody drinks water.

by Mark Twain Found in: Books Quotes,
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A room without books is like a body without a soul.

A room without books is like a body without a soul.

by Cicero Found in: Books Quotes,
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A man's got to take a lot of punishment to write a really funny book.

A man's got to take a lot of punishment to write a really funny book.

by Ernest Hemingway Found in: Books Quotes,
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Books open your mind, broaden your mind, and strengthen you as nothing else can

Books open your mind, broaden your mind, and strengthen you as nothing else can

by William Feather Found in: Books Quotes,
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Don't ask me who's influenced me. A lion is made up of the lambs he's digested, and I've been reading read more

Don't ask me who's influenced me. A lion is made up of the lambs he's digested, and I've been reading all my life.

by Giorgos Seferis Found in: Books Quotes,
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A library is thought in cold storage.

A library is thought in cold storage.

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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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