I love books.
I love books in different languages that I can only barely understand.
I love books that reference other books that I have on my shelf.
I love books that enrapture me and challenge me and wreck me and rebuild me.
Cicero once said something along the lines of this: A library is the soul of a home.
If that is true, then my home, regardless of where I wander, shall always be ensouled. Praise be to God.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
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