Books Only Spoil The Originality Of Genius.

Some People Talk Of Morality, And Some Of Religion, But Give Me A Little Snug Property.

Books Only Spoil The Originality Of Genius. Very Well For Those Who Can't Think For Themselves - But When One Has Made Up One's Opinions, There Is No Use In Reading.

Habit Is, To Weak Minds, A Species Of Moral Predestination, From Which They Have No Power To Escape.

Our Pleasures In Literature Do Not, I Think, Decline With Age; Last 1st Of January Was My Eighty-second Birthday, And I Think That I Had As Much Enjoyment From Books As I Ever Had In My Life.

I Find The Love Of Garden Grows Upon Me As I Grow Older More And More. Shrubs And Flowers And Such Small Gay Things, That Bloom And Please And Fade And Wither And Are Gone And We Care Not For Them, Are Refreshing Interests, In Life, And If We Cannot Say Never Fading Pleasures, We May Say Unreproved Pleasures And Never Grieving Losses.