library

Upon reading, great stories by Great Spirits, the glorious inspiration penetrated our soul; we can__ help but to shed tears. It was a soul soothing and a deep spiritual awaken.

The Planeswalker knowYOu take the card from the libraryAnd bury it when you're done.On the path, you face history.Walk the path, do the math:Start with the prime numbers under 100Whose digits give you 10.Choose the happy median.Add it to: The square root of The cube of five divided byThe sum of 3 and 2.

The sea is nothing but a library of all the tears in history.

With a slow wink, he set the book in Tamaqua__ hands. __ne of my favorites.

I had a serious library at my disposal, because my Popo believed that culture entered by osmosis and it was better to start early, but my favorite books were fairy tales.

The boy was a model pupil, forgettable and easily forgotten, and he sent much of his spare time in the back of the English class where there were shelves of old paperbacks, and in the school library, a large room filled with books and old armchairs, where he read stories as enthusiastically as some children ate.

The shelves were supposed to be loaded with books__ut they were, of course, really doors: each book-lid opened as exciting as Alice putting her gold key in the lock. I spent days running in and out of other worlds like a time bandit, or a spy. I was as excited as I__e ever been in my life, in that library: scoring new books the minute they came in; ordering books I__ heard of__hen waiting, fevered, for them to arrive, like they were the word Christmas.

Those afternoons in the library, breathing the stale sun-warmed dust of a thousand stories (accented by the collective mildew of a hundred years of rising damp), had been enchanted.

Sitting in the brightly lit library, surrounded by books, in total silence, that was ma personal zenith.

A library _ a place full of books! Imagine!" Ivy couldn't imagine a place closer to heaven. Think of all the books you could read!

You can learn from a glance at anyone's library, not what they are, but what they wish to be.

We were not meant to read stories anymore. We were too busy writing our own.

I am the girl who spends hours huddled in a corner of a library, trying to find what you love the most about Marlowe, just so I can write you a poem worthy of Shakespeare. I've made books my lovers, hours my enemies and you the only story.

...but there was never enough time to read. The great irony of working in a library.

It had been a good day, all things considered. I had managed rather well on my own. I opened Grandfather's Bible. This is what it would be like when I had my own shop, or when I traveled abroad. I would always read before sleeping. One day, I'd be so rich I would have a library full of novel to choose from. But I would always end the evening with a Bible passage.

A library should fill our leisure with adventure. It is a refuge from the commonplace and the dull, a sanctuary where all the trials, the tribulations, and the boredoms of the outer world are forbidden and where such an evil thing as a tax-collector may be forgotten and, peradventure, forgiven.

they should let some people into the library by prescription only

There's this magical place,' he says with mock solemnity, 'called a library--I don't know if you've heard of it, but they have books, and also newspaper, and back issues of newspapers...