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[thereadingparlour]

"We are all bits and pieces of history and literature and international law,Byron, Tom Paine, Machiavelli, or Christ, it's here...The most important single thing we had to pound into ourselves was that we were not important, we mustn't be pedants; we were not to feel superior to anyone else in the world. We are nothing more than dust-jackets for books, of no significance otherwise."

Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury

[thereadingparlour]

"Ah, love, let us be true

To one another! for the world, which seems

To lie before us like a land of dreams,

So various, so beautiful, so new,

Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,

Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;

And we are here as on a darkling plain

Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,

Where ignorant armies clash by night."

"Dover Beach", Mathew Arnold

[thereadingparlour]

"Do you know why books such as this are important? Because they have quality. And what does the word quality mean? To me it means texture. This book has pores. It has features. This book can go under the microscope. You'd find life under the glass, streaming past in infinite profusion."

Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury

[thereadingparlour]

"Do you know that books smell like nutmeg or some spice from a foreign land? I loved to smell them when I was a boy."

Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury

[thereadingparlour]

"Cram them full of non-combustible data, chock them so damned full of facts... Then they'll feel they're thinking, they'll get a sense of motion without moving. And they'll be happy, because facts of that sort don't change. Don't give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy. "

Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury

[thereadingparlour]

We inherit the lineage we're all born into, with its history and its contradictions, with the very beautiful and the very ugly, neither of which we can have a hand in being able to change, and the past beats on, louder sometimes than the present, clearer than any visions of the future.

-The Inheritors, Nadeem Zaman