Books, not which afford us a cowering enjoyment, but in which each thought is of unusual daring; such as an idle man cannot read, and a timid one would not be entertained by, which even make us dangerous to existing institution — such call I good books. – Henry David Thoreau

What the candystore was to other kids, the bookstore was to me. The library was my vacation. – Terri Guillemets, “Young bookworm,” 1998