Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counsellors, and the most patient of teachers.
Books - the best antidote against the marsh-gas of boredom and vacuity.
Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
Books are the compasses and telescopes and sextants and charts which other men have prepared to help us navigate the dangerous seas of human life.
Books are a refuge, a sort of cloistral refuge, from the vulgarities of the actual world.
Show me the books he loves and I shall know the man far better than through mortal friends.
Books are the carriers of civilization. Without books, history is silent, literature dumb, science crippled, thought and speculation at a standstill.
An honest man can feel no pleasure in the exercise of power over his fellow citizens . . . There has never been a moment of my life in which I should have relinquished for it the enjoyments of my family, my farm, my friends and books.
Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books
The variety of life in nature can be compared to a vast library of unread books, and the plundering of nature is comparable to the random discarding of whole volumes without having opened them, and learned from them. Our critical dependence on the great variety of nature for the progress we have already made has been amply documented. Indifference to the loss of species is, in effect, indifference to the future, and therefore a shameful carelessness about our children.
Knowledge was inherent in all things. The world was a library and its books were the stones, leaves, grass, brooks and the birds and animals that shared, alike with us ,the storms and blessings of the earth. We learn to do what only the student of nature ever learns, and that is to feel beauty. We never rail at the storms, the furious winds ,the biting frosts and snows. To do so intensifies human futility, so whatever comes we should adjust ourselves by more effort and energy if necessary, but without complaint. Bright days and dark days are both expressions of the Great Mystery, and the Indian reveled in being close the the Great Holiness.
A love of books, of holding a book, turning its pages, looking at its pictures, and living its fascinating stories goes hand-in-hand with a love of learning.
It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who had ever been alive.
Make books your companions; let your bookshelves be your gardens; bask in their beauty, gather their fruit, pluck their roses, take their spices and myrrh.
Books are the best of things, well used; abused, among the worst. What is the right use? What is the one end, which
all means go to effect? They are for nothing but to inspire.
Any kid who has two parents who are interested in him
and a houseful of books isn't poor.
Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.
Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to 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.
Books can be dangerous. The best ones should be labeled "This could change your life."
Books are not made for furniture, but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house.
Books are embalmed minds.
The walls of books around him, dense with the past, formed a kind of insulation against the present world and its disasters.
Books are immortal sons deifying their sires.
Books support us in our solitude and keep us from being a burden to ourselves.