If there's a book you really want to read but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it

If there's a book you really want to read but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it

We get no good
By being ungenerous, even to a book,
And calculating profits--so much help
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We get no good
By being ungenerous, even to a book,
And calculating profits--so much help
By so much reading. It is rather when
We gloriously forget ourselves, and plunge
Soul-forward, headlong, into a book's profound,
Impassioned for its beauty, and salt of truth--
'Tis then we get the right good from a book.

Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.

Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.

For books are more than books, they are the life, the very heart and core of ages past, the reason read more

For books are more than books, they are the life, the very heart and core of ages past, the reason why men worked and died, the essence and quintessence of their lives.

But the images of men's wits and knowledges remain in books,
exempted from the wrong of time, and capable read more

But the images of men's wits and knowledges remain in books,
exempted from the wrong of time, and capable of perpetual
renovation.

Worthy books
Are not companions--they are solitudes:
We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.

Worthy books
Are not companions--they are solitudes:
We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.

The flood of print has turned reading into a process of gulping rather than savoring.

The flood of print has turned reading into a process of gulping rather than savoring.

If a book is really good, it deserves to be read again, and if it's great, it should be read read more

If a book is really good, it deserves to be read again, and if it's great, it should be read at least three times.

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.