Where Books Fall Open: A Reader's Anthology of Wit & PassionThis is a book about books, about the pleasures, passions, and rewards of reading, about authors dedicated to writing and readers who delight in words in the right order. It contains a rich selection devoted to this seductive subject, from Calvino's meditation on selecting a title in a bookstore to Woolf's essays on the joys of the common reader, from Schwartz's Ruined by Reading to Eco's How to Organize a Public Library. The book is illuminated by sixteen full-color paintings by Bascove, who here serves as editor, illustrator, and primum mobile. Produced to the highest standards, it is not only a gift for the literary, but also an inducement to the diffident. |
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a > room in the midnight silence , and I've thought soothing thoughts , and I've recited long passages of poetry ; I have even tried counting Van Dorens . But nothing works , drugs nor anything else . Not poppy nor mandragora .
a > room in the midnight silence , and I've thought soothing thoughts , and I've recited long passages of poetry ; I have even tried counting Van Dorens . But nothing works , drugs nor anything else . Not poppy nor mandragora .
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What would Belloc have thought of my father , who , in order to reduce the weight of the paperbacks he read on airplanes , tore off the chapters he had completed and threw them in the trash ? What would he have thought of my husband ...
What would Belloc have thought of my father , who , in order to reduce the weight of the paperbacks he read on airplanes , tore off the chapters he had completed and threw them in the trash ? What would he have thought of my husband ...
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I read “ a hundred years of the saddest news ” and “ the forlorn boat , once and for all tethers my homeward thoughts . ” a In the halflight of the booth , thoughts sputter and leap . My fears are cast to drift on a raft of words .
I read “ a hundred years of the saddest news ” and “ the forlorn boat , once and for all tethers my homeward thoughts . ” a In the halflight of the booth , thoughts sputter and leap . My fears are cast to drift on a raft of words .
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