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“The library was still giving trouble: a few books in some of the more obscure corners of the stacks retained some autonomy, dating back to an infamous early experiment with flying books, and lately they’d begun to breed. Shocked undergraduates had stumbled on books in the very act.”
― Lev Grossman, The Magician's Land

“Anything which you have in profusion is poison”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“Whoever has not known the pleasures of open stacks—with their erotically charged corridors.”
― Edmund White, The Unpunished Vice: A Life of Reading

“It is not uncommon for people to purchase a book and then buy another one not long after, before they have read the first one. Unread books accumulate.”
― Marie Kondō, The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up / Goodbye, Things

“I suppose the study was more of a library, as I couldn't see any of the walls thanks to the small labyrinths of stacks flanking the main area and a mezzanine dangling above, covered wall to wall in books. But study sounded less intimidating. I meandered through some of the stacks, following a trickle of sunlight to a bank of windows on the far side. I found myself overlooking a rose garden, filled with dozens of hues of crimson and pink and white and yellow.

I might have allowed myself a moment to take in the colours, gleaming with drew under the morning sun, had I not glimpsed the painting that stretched along the wall beside the window.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses