Let My Temptation Be A Book.

There Is A Glorious Candor In An Honest Quart Of Wine, A Certain Inspitation Which I Cannot Well Define.

A Mighty Good Sausage Stuffer Was Spoiled When The Man Became A Poet.

All Good And True Book-lovers Practice The Pleasing And Improving Avocation Of Reading In Bed ... No Book Can Be Appreciated Until It Has Been Slept With And Dreamed Over.

But I, When I Undress Me Each Night, Upon My Knees Will Ask The Lord To Bless Me With Apple-pie And Cheese.

But He Who Truly Loves Books Loves All Books Alike, And Not Only This, But It Grieves Him That All Other Men Do Not Share With Him This Noble Passion. Verily, This Is The Most Unselfish Of Loves!