Wednesday, March 24, 2010

What a place to be in is an old library!

What a place to be in is an old library!
It seems as though all the souls of all the writers that have bequeathed their labours to these Bodleians were reposing here as in some dormitory, or middle state.
I do not want to handle, to profane the leaves, their winding-sheets.
I could as soon dislodge a shade.
I seem to inhale learning, walking amid their foliage; and the odor of their old moth-scented coverings is fragrant as the first bloom of the sciential apples which grew amid the happy orchard.

~Charles Lamb, Essays of Elia~

Sunday, February 21, 2010

"The night max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind..."

~Where The Wild Things Are
Maurice Sendak

Saturday, February 20, 2010

"Way out at the end of a tiny little town
was an old overgrown garden, and in the garden
was an old house, and in the house
lived Pippi Longstocking."

~Pippi Longstocking
Astrid Lindgren



"They said a child had died in the attic.
Her Clothes had been discovered in the wall.
I wanted to go up there, and to lie down near the wall, and be alone."


~The Vampire Armand
Anne Rice



"A mouse was looking at Mario.
The Mouse's name was Tucker,
and he was sitting in the opening of an abandond
drain pipe in the subway station of Times Square."


The Cricket in Times Square
~George Selden