“I get a warm feeling among my books.”
“And then when I got home I burrowed about among my books, arranging their volumes and loving the feel of them.”
“Many people, myself among them, feel better at the mere sight of a book.”
“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?”
“I wanted to live among books.”
“I like to hear a storm at night. It is so cosy to snuggle down among the blankets and feel that it can't get at you.”