The person who deserves most pity is a lonesome one on a rainy day who doesn't know how to read.

The library is inhabited by spirits that come out of the pages at night.

More than at any other time, when I hold a beloved book in my hand my limitations fall from me, my spirit is free.

I have unclasp'd to thee the book even of my secret soul.

Books are the treasured wealth of the world and the fit inheritance of generations and nations.