The Evening Papers Print What They Do

Living In A Bookshop Is Like Living In A Warehouse Of Explosives. Those Shelves Are Ranked With The Most Furious Combustibles In The World--the Brains Of Men.

Men Talk Of "finding God," But No Wonder It Is Difficult; He Is Hidden In That Darkest Hiding-place, Your Heart. You Yourself Are A Part Of Him.

They Go In [to The Library] Not Because They Need Any Certain Volume But Because They Feel That There May Be Some Book That Needs Them.

New York Is Babylon : Brooklyn Is The Truly Holy City. New York Is The City Of Envy, Office Work, And Hustle; Brooklyn Is The Region Of Homes And Happiness.... There Is No Hope For New Yorkers, For Their Glory In Their Skyscraping Sins; But In Brooklyn There Is The Wisdom Of The Lowly.

Between Ourselves, There Is No Such Thing, Abstractly, As A 'good' Book. A Book Is 'good' Only When It Meets Some Human Hunger Or Refutes Some Human Error.