“A library is not a luxury but one of the necessities of life.”

The meanest thing in the world is the devil.

A world without a Sabbath would be like a man without a smile, like summer without flowers, and like a homestead without a garden. It is the most joyous day of the week.

The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.

True obedience is true freedom.

Children are unpredictable. You never know what inconsistency they are going to catch you in next.

Of all the music that reached farthest into heaven, it is the beating of a loving heart.

It is not in the nature of true greatness to be exclusive and arrogant.

It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell your friend his faults. So to love a man that you cannot bear to see a stain upon him, and to speak painful truth through loving words, that is friendship.

Home should be an oratorio of the memory, singing to all our after life melodies and harmonies of old-remembered joy.

Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page

Intelligence increases mere physical ability one half. The use of the head abridges the labor of the hands.

A man who does not know how to be angry, does not know how to be good. Now and then a man should be shaken to the core with indignation over things evil.

The ability to convert ideas to things is the secret of outward success.

The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world’s joy.

Everyone has influence, for good or bad, upon others.

What I spent, I had; What I kept, I lost; What I gave, I have.

If truth is beauty, how come no one has their hair done in the library?

Death is an ascension to a better library.

I’m still old-fashioned. I love dusty old books and libraries.

The library is therapy for those with minds like mine.

I just remember really loving words and writing about anything I could, and the way I’d remember things, like my library card number, was to make a melody.

Throughout my formal education I spent many, many hours in public and school libraries. Libraries became courts of last resort, as it were. The current definitive answer to almost any question can be found within the four walls of most libraries.

He who learns, and makes no use of his learning, is a beast of burden with a load of books. Does the ass comprehend whether he carries on his back a library or a bundle of faggots?

Teachers are to inspire; librarians are to fulfill.