Your Second-hand Bookseller Is Second To None

Beauty Too Often Sacrifices To Fashion.

Your Second-hand Bookseller Is Second To None In The Worth Of The Treasures He Dispenses.

It Flows Through Old Hushed Egypt And Its Sands, Like Some Grave Mighty Thought Threading A Dream, And Times And Things, As In That Vision, Seem Keeping Along It Their Eternal Stands.

There Is No Greater Mistake In The World Than The Looking Upon Every Sort Of Nonsense As Want Of Sense.

Christmas Is The Glorious Time Of Great Too-much.