“In a library we are surrounded by many hundreds of dear friends imprisoned by an enchanter in paper and leathern boxes.”

“Dear Friends, for we have many Dangers past,
And greater, God these too will end at last.”

“Study lends a kind of enchantment to all our surroundings.”

“She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding glue, and old paper, one book carrying the smell of hundreds.”

“We longed to be in the middle of some neophyte gaze of some library entity, of someone rediscovering paper.”

“Dear me, how I love a library.”

“I don't know if you know it, J. B., but you're the sort of fellow who causes hundreds to fall under suspicion when he's found stabbed in his library with a paper-knife of Oriental design.”

“A library is like an island in the middle of a vast sea of ignorance, particularly if the library is very tall and the surrounding area has been flooded.”

“These are roads to take when you think of your country
and interested bring down the maps again,
phoning the statistician, asking the dear friend,
reading the papers with morning inquiry.”

“Paper is my best friend and paper seller is my worst friend!”