Is the soul solid, like iron?
Or is it tender and breakable, like
the wings of a moth in the beak of the owl?
“I am a librarian. I discovered me in the library. I went to find me in the library. Before I fell in love with libraries, I was just a six-year-old boy. The library fueled all of my curiosities, from dinosaurs to ancient Egypt. When I graduated from high school in 1938, I began going to the library three nights a week. I did this every week for almost ten years and finally, in 1947, around the time I got married, I figured I was done. So I graduated from the library when I was twenty-seven. I discovered that the library is the real school.”
“I shall never be ashamed of citing a bad author if the line is good.”
“Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.”
“We are always the same age inside.”