Libraries are one of my favorite places on earth. Any type of library. Home library. Work library. Old fashioned libraries (from which one can actually check out books!).
The smell of a library always lifts my spirits. New or old, but especially the old ones with their peculiar combination of old stone, dust and woodworm.
Libraries are, to me, captivating, delightful and fascinating. A home library speaks volumes about a person and/or family. In a great way!
They are cerebral and emotional – simultaneously. Libraries are the ultimate Silver Lining.
Libraries: The medicine chest of the soul.
~Library at Thebes, inscription over the door
What is more important in a library than anything else – than everything else – is the fact that it exists.
I love the place; the magnificent books; I require books as I require air.
I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
~Jorge Luis Borges
Libraries are reservoirs of strength, grace and wit, reminders of order, calm and continuity, lakes of mental energy, neither warm nor cold, light nor dark…. In any library in the world, I am at home, unselfconscious, still and absorbed.
A good book on your shelf is a friend that turns its back on you and remains a friend.
A good book should leave you… slightly exhausted at the end. You live several lives while reading it.
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.
~Charles W. Eliot
Let books be your dining table,
And you shall be full of delights
Let them be your mattress
And you shall sleep restful nights.