It is the Mass the matters.

Any ordinary man can...surround himself with two thousand books...and thenceforward have at least one place in the world in which it is possible to be happy.

Libraries are not made, they grow.

History is a pageant and not a philosophy.

The man who has a library of his own collection is able to contemplate himself objectively, and is justified in believing in his own existence.

Few men can afford to be angry.

Friendship is a word, the very sight of which in print makes the heart warm.