It Was A Pleasure To Burn.

You'd Type Like Hell. I Spent $9.80 And In Nine Days I Had Fahrenheit 451.

Day, After Day, After Glorious Day, I Was Falling In Love With Books.

So It Was The Hand That Started It All . . . His Hands Had Been Infected, And Soon It Would Be His Arms . . . His Hands Were Ravenous.

I'm Not A Serious Person, And I Don't Like Serious People.

Reading Is At The Center Of Our Lives. The Library Is Our Brain. Without The Library, You Have No Civilization.