Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My books are, in a way, a record of my life - that part of it that came to flower and fruit in my mind.
Reading and life are not separate but symbiotic. And for this serious task of imaginative discovery and self-discovery, there is and remains one perfect symbol: the printed book.
A book reads the better which is our own, and has been so long known to us, that we know the topography of its blots, and dog's ears, and can trace the dirt in it to having read it at tea with buttered muffins.
Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them.
Books are mind reading devices; they allow us free access to the thoughts and dreams of people we have never met.
Books are funny little portable pieces of thought.
Books come from within.
A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.
A book is a book is a book.
Books are the blessed chloroform of the mind.