But I, When I Undress Me Each

When I Demanded Of My Friend What Viands He Preferred, He Quoth: "a Large Cold Bottle, And A Small Hot Bird!"

Not So, However, With Books, For Books Cannot Change. A Thousand Years Hence They Are What You Find Them To-day, Speaking The Same Words, Holding Forth The Same Cheer, The Same Promise, The Same Comfort; Always Constant, Laughing With Those Who Laugh And Weeping With Those Who Weep.

No Book Can Be Appreciated Until It Has Been Slept With And Dreamed Over.

Let My Temptation Be A Book.

He Is So Mean, He Won't Let His Little Baby Have More Than One Measle At A Time.