The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I loved to read, still do, and it seemed that the writing was a result of the love of books and reading and libraries.
A love of books, of holding a book, turning its pages, looking at its pictures, and living its fascinating stories goes hand-in-hand with a love of learning.
When I was a teenager, what I most wanted to read were fantasy novels. Not Tolkien and Malory, but sword-and-sorcery pulp. I craved glowy blue magic, chainmail bikinis, dragons with unpronounceable names.
One of the most important things in my childhood were the new books that came in. I feel sorry for kids today who have so many other options like television that they may not value books as much as they could enjoy them.
Books can be a source of solace, but I see them mainly as a source of pleasure, personal as well as esthetic.
Books have become our dearest companions, yielding exquisite delights and inspiring lofty aims.
I love books.
I love all of my books. They were labors of love; I was striving to create something well done, and I do feel I succeeded.
I love books so much. I've read more books than anyone else I know.
I loved horses and horse books as a child.