“To look at those (few) books in the dawning recognition that what they furnish is not a room, but a self.”
“Books do furnish a room.”
“nothing furnishes a room like books”
“The room was full of magical objects, animals, photographs, paintings, strange looking plants and many flying books. I only found this room a few days ago and it seems that it keeps changing every time I come.”
“I look at every book as a self-help book.”
“We think, in some ways, we have all done this our whole lives, searching for the book that will give us the keys to ourselves, let us into a wholly formed personality as though it were a furnished room to let. As though we could walk in and look around and say to the gray-haired landlady behind us, "We'll take it.”