For Love Of Books
I have loved books all my life. I remember going to the old-fashioned library in our small town…oiled floors, big pot-bellied stove, musty-dusty smell. I loved roaming the rows and rows of books. Just seeing them filled me with excitement.
I haven’t changed much except now I visit modern, clean libraries. I laugh when I am traveling with a certain good friend. She knows where all the best women’s-wear shops are in all the towns around us. I know where the library is.
Blogs and pictures about books about books are equally fascinating. A still life with books is so much better than a still life with fruit (in my opinion). If I had room I would have still lifes with books all over my house.
Visiting Shakespeare and Co. in Paris was an overload to my book senses.
Every little nook and cranny was crowded with books from floor to ceiling.
But there can’t be too many books.
Yes, people are now reading them on all sorts of hand-held devises but that will never replace the sheer impact and pleasure of shelved books.
“A house without books is like a room without windows. No man has a right to bring up his children without surrounding them with books, if he has the means to buy them.” Horace Mann
So go enjoy your books. Read them, shelf them, surround yourself with them.
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