None Can Teach Admirably If Not Loving

The History Of Books Shows The Humblest Origin Of Some Of The Most Valued, Wrought As These Were Out Of Obscure Materials By Persons Whose Names Thereafter Became Illustrious. The Thumbed Volumes, Now So Precious To Thousands, Were Compiled From Personal Experiences And Owe Their Interest To Touches Of Inspiration Of Which The Writer Was Less Author Than Amanuensis, Himself The Voiced Word Of Life For All Times.

Of Books In Our Time The Variety Is So Voluminous, And They Follow So Fast From The Press, That One Must Be A Swift Reader To Acquaint Himself Even With Their Titles, And Wise To Discern What Are Worth Reading.

A Sip Is The Most Than Mortals Are Permitted From Any Goblet Of Delight.

My Favorite Books Have A Personality And Complexion As Distinctly Drawn As If The Author's Portrait Were Framed Into The Paragraphs And Smiled Upon Me As I Read His Illustrated Pages.

Our Friends Interpret The World And Ourselves To Us, If We Take Them Tenderly And Truly.