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Do you know why books such as this are so important? Because they have quality. And what does the word quality mean? To me it means texture. This book...more

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A book is a loaded gun in the house next door. Burn it. Take the shot from the weapon. Breach man's mind. Who knows who might be the target of a well-...more

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You're a hopeless romantic," said Faber. "It would be funny if it were not serious. It's not books you need, it's some of the things that once were in...more

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He felt as if he had left a stage behind and many actors. He felt as if he had left the great seance and all the murmuring ghosts. He was moving from ...more

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The most important single thing we had to pound into ourselves is that we were not important, we musn't be pedants; we were not to feel superior to an...more

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Where's your common sense? None of those books agree with each other. You've been locked up here for years with a regular damned Tower of Babel. Snap ...more

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Do you know why books such as this are so important? They have quality. And what does the word quality mean? To me, it means texture. This book has po...more

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No, no, it's not the books you are looking for! Take it where you can find it, in old phonograph records, in old motion pictures, and in old friends; ...more

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So now do you see why books are hated and feared? They show the pores in the face of life. The comfortable people want only wax moon faces, poreless, ...more

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The books are to remind us what asses and fools we are.

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These are all novels, all about people that never existed, the people that read them it makes them unhappy with their own lives. Makes them want to li...more

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His library was a fine dark place bricked with books, so anything could happen there and always did. All you had to do was pull a book from the shelf ...more

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[He] was always here to offer cups of good clear Walden Pond, or shout down the deep well of Shakespeare and listen, with satisfaction, for echoes. He...more

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Forgive, I hope you won't be upset, but when I was a boy I used to look up and see you behind your desk, so near but far away, and, how can I say this...more

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How must it have felt, Pikes, the night they seized your films, like entrails yanked from the camera, out of your guts, clutching them in coils and wa...more