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You are not hiding in the library. No! You found yourself among the books, because libraries are the truth, and everything around is a mirage. And only there, in the arms of these tart, decayed books, you understand that the library is the center of the universe, where books, like stars, illuminate the true path of man - the path to knowledge.

Yes, my cradle was in the library;
Dust, Babylon volumes, parchment, silence,
Novels, dictionaries, Latins and Greeks...
I, as in folio, was exalted then.
Two voices talked to me about life.
One, insidious, firm, said to me, "The world is a pie.
Dispel your appetite. At the cost of their efforts
You will know the sweetness of all that God has created."
Another shouted: "Swim in bottomless fairy tales
Over what is conceivable, over what measures the meter."
Ah, that voice sang, bayukal in strange caresses,
Scary and exciting, like winds from the embankment,
Like a phantom who came out of nowhere.
I said, "I'm going!" and that's me then.
Suddenly I felt the pain and the fate that is everywhere
I carry now with me, I carry always, always...
I see new constellations of diamonds
In the blackest abyss of dreams, behind the appearance of things;
Slave of clairvoyance and martyr of ecstasies,
I drag with me indestructible snakes.
And it has been since, as a prophet, wandering;
In the deserts and seas, I, as a prophet, am alone.
I laugh in mourning, I cry on holidays
And I find the beauty in the taste of bitter wines.
To me, the facts seem like some kind of noisy lie,
Counting the stars in the darkness, I get into the moat...
But the Voice whispers to me, "Keep your dreams, crazy!
Clever people do not know such beautiful dreams..."

Why books? Because nothing else has the mystical ability to make people see the world through the eyes of another person. And our library is a kind of book bridge between cultures.

- We didn't do anything, we didn't break a single rule.
- Don't chase, we've broken a bunch of rules. First, false documents.
- Library cards to go to the round-the-clock library.

- Oh, to rhyme! Here's another flat thought. Let's write it down too.

Jean-Jacques Rousseau in "Emile" writes that the library of Emile will consist of only one book. Do you think is the Bible? No, it's "Robinson Crusoe". And as long as humanity does not spoil the taste, it must be considered the greatest. And I always thought so, but hesitated to say aloud, until he came to these lines. Robinson Crusoe is a person who, under any circumstances, because of the greatness of his spirit could not die.

Anyone who has a library and a garden, doesn't need anything anymore.

I even worked in the library. Do you know why I got fired? For reading at work.

To buy books remaining from deceased people, for the bookseller - a usual thing. To take apart such a personal library is to destroy the memory of them.

Its library is the closest similarity of the genetic code, which she was able to leave behind.

Looking at the library, you always can not understand who this man is, but what he wants to be.

The library is the only hope and the indestructible memory of the human race.

Outside, in the world, as if nothing happened. But here, in these green twilight, in this land of paper and leather, could happen. Has always happened. Just listen and hear the cries of tens of thousands of people, that's millions hauling cannons, sharpening guillotines, but the Chinese marching four in a row. Of course, invisibly, of course, silent, but Jim and Willy noses and ears in place. A factory of spices, here, asleep, unknown of the desert.

Being a good reader does not mean to view and capture text; we need to immerse ourselves in the text of the entire soul. And for the life we fall in love with very few books. A good personal library should consist of these rare, but real books.