It is the same today that it always was, and it will never change. It is the most patient and cheerful of companions. It does not turn its back upon us in times of adversity or distress. There is an old proverb, Love me, love my dog. The book is a truer and higher bond of union.
Men can think, feel, and sympathize with each other through their favorite author.
They live in him together, and he in them. We read them when young, we remember them when old. We feel that it has happened to ourselves. They are to be had very cheap and good. We breathe but the air of books.