A good book is always on tap; it may be decanted and drunk a hundred times, and it is still there for further imbibement.
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A large, still book is a piece of quietness, succulent and nourishing in a noisy world, which I approach and imbibe with a sort of greedy enjoyment, as Marcel Proust said of those rooms of his old home whose air was saturated with the bouquet of silence.
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Beware of your habits. The better they are the more surely they will be your undoing.
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No man is ever old enough to know better.
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The poor are the only consistent altruists; they sell all they have and give it to the rich.
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The time to read is any time: no apparatus, no appointment of time and place, is necessary. It is the only art which can be practiced at any hour of the day or night, whenever the time and inclination comes, that is your time for reading; in joy or sorrow, health or illness.
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Those who seek happiness miss it, and those who discuss it, lack it.
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Your library is your portrait.
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