Quotes About Library

It was a long time since I had been in a theatre. And I would not have come now had Pat not wanted it. Theatres, concerts, books—all these middle-class habits I had almost lost. It was not the time for them. Politics provided theatre enough—the shootings every night made another concert—and the gigantic book of poverty was more impressive than any library.

As the light began to fade, the architects lit the library's gas jets, which hissed like mildly perturbed cats.

found the State Historical Society of Wisconsin to be a trove of relevant materials that conveyed a sense of the woof and weave of life in Hitler's Berlin. There, in one locale, I found the papers of Sigrid Schultz, Hans V. Kaltenborn, and Louis Lochner. A short and lovely walk away, in the library of the University of Wisconsin, I found as well a supply of materials on the only UW alumna to be guillotined at Hitler's command, Mildred Fish Harnack.

remain today, among them the Rookery, its top-floor library much as it was during that magical meeting in February 1891, and the Reliance Building, beautifully transformed into the Hotel Burnham. Its restaurant is called the Atwood, after Charles Atwood, who replaced Root as Burnham's chief designer.

As a child, my number one best friend was the librarian in my grade school. I actually believed all those books belonged to her.

But she was delightful and charming and welcoming and behind her, as high as the wall and stretching out into the back room which gave onto the inner court of the building, were the shelves and shelves of the richness of the library.

Un giorno chiesi alla padrona di un'altra bancarella, che era mia amica, se i proprietari vendessero mai i libri. -No- disse- E' tutta roba gettata via. Ecco perché si sa che non valgono niente. Gli amici se li scambiano per leggerli sulle navi. -Senza dubbio-disse-devono lasciarne parecchi sulle navi. -Sì-dissi-la compagnia di navigazione li conserva e li fa rilegare ed è così che si formano le biblioteche delle navi.

Two by two, I read library books as fast as I could go, rushing them home in the basket of my bicycle. From the minute I reached our house, I started to read. Every book I seized on stood for the devouring wish to read being instantly granted. I knew this was bliss, knew it at the time. Taste isn't nearly so important; it comes in its own time. I wanted to read immediately. The only fear was that of books coming to an end.

Il sera une page dans un livre de dix mille pages que l'on mettra dans une bibliothèque qui aura un million de livres, une bibliothèque parmi un million de bibliothèques.

Here stand my books, line upon line They reach the roof, and row by row, They speak of faded tastes of mine, And things I did, but do not, know.

same battles were repeatedly replayed, marking out the library as a political space. Should readers in the new nineteenth-century public libraries have the books that they desired, or books that would make them better, more cultured people? This raging debate was still echoing deep into the twentieth century:

Britain, where the establishment of a local library board required a taxpayer levy, the take-up rate was initially sluggish. Even when a library rate was proposed, hostile campaigning, often underwritten by the powerful brewers' lobby, could ensure that it was defeated.

I always bring back books for the library. Books have everything in them. After the end of the world, you cannot learn a goddamned thing from a computer or a television screen.

I've always preferred autumn, the season of rededication, when one experiences that same thrill in the breast that one gets walking into a vast library with its smells of old pages and oiled banisters. All those books still to be read. All those centuries of knowledge. Feeling humbled within the context of all that intelligence—but at the same time, elevated. Made part of something larger.

eyelashes. She smelled of ambergris, roses, library dust, decayed paper, minium and printing ink, oak gall ink, and strychnine, which was being used to poison the library mice. The smell had little in common with an aphrodisiac. So it was all the stranger that it worked on him. 'Don't

It's [kindle] a useful addition to our library, not a replacement for it.

I wanted to possess all the books I had already read, as well as all those I had not - every book in the whole wide world, in other words.

De harige spin staarde Septimus onheilspellend aan. Hij had Septimus zeker eerder gezien. Vier keer om precies te zijn, dacht de spin kwaad, vier keer was hij opgeraapt, in een potje gestopt en buitengezet... 'Soms, Jen,' zei Septimus toen hij weer terugkwam bij de marmeren trap, 'denk ik dat die spinnen weer regelrecht naar de Bibliotheek wandelen. Vandaag herkende ik er een.

Problems of human behavior still continue to baffle us, but at least in the Library we have them properly filed.

I have no personal agenda in whether or not a library keeps 'Whale Talk' or 'Athletic Shorts' or any of my books shelved.

Filmmaking has been my love since my mother brought me to see James Whale's 'Frankenstein' at the local library at the age of six.

What if there was a library which held every book? Not every book on sale, or every important book, or even every book in English, but simply every book - a key part of our planet's cultural legacy.

A library is the delivery room for the birth of ideas, a place where history comes to life.

I remember that children in my class would hate the English club, whereas I was always found in the library.