I have a strong opinion that a genuine love of books is one of the greatest blessings of life for man and woman.
Dull November brings the blast, Then the leaves are whirling fast.
January brings the snow, makes our feet and fingers glow.
Life is the steam of the corporeal engine; the soul is the engineer who makes use of the steam-quickened engine.
avarice is especially, I suppose, a disease of the imagination.
I very much wish that some day or other you may have time to learn Greek, because that language is an idea. Even a little of it is like manure to the soil of the mind, and makes it bear finer flowers.