A fine book, in the perfect setting, when there's all the time in the world to read it: Life holds greater joys, but none come to mind just now.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The only joy I had was writing what was. That book was. It no longer amuses me to be all the things I was when I wrote that. But it is my story as I was then.
Except a living man, there is nothing more wonderful than a book.
Whenever I have a few hours to dive into a book, I am happy.
Happiness for me is getting to write about the most important things I know.
There's a happiness that comes from writing that I won't live without.
A library book, I imagine, is a happy book.
Just as good books give me the joys of being alive, bad novels depress me, and as I notice this sentiment coming from the pages, I stop. I also do not hesitate to walk out of a movie house if the film is bad.
The mortality of all inanimate things is terrible to me, but that of books most of all.
Books have become our dearest companions, yielding exquisite delights and inspiring lofty aims.
One of my greatest joys is poetry. I read it almost every day, and I've even taken a stab at writing some of my own. A poem I wrote for my mother when she was dying really helped me get through that hard time.
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