Dear and most respected bookcase! I welcome your existence, which has for over one hundred years been devoted to the radiant ideals of goodness and justice.
I own a hundred and fifty books, but I have no bookcase. Nobody will lend me a bookcase.
In design-speak, 'a library' means a room lined with books, floor-to ceiling, but it all depends on the space you have. You may have a free-standing bookshelf of your favorite books if that's all you have room for.
The young need discipline and a full bookcase.
Myrna could spend happy hours browsing bookcases. She felt if she could just get a good look at a person’s bookcase and their grocery cart, she’d pretty much know who they were.
The main thing my bookcase says about me is that I'm not French.
Look at anyone's bookcase at home, no matter how modest, and you're going to find a book that contains wisdom or ideas or a language that's at least a thousand years old. And the idea that humans have created a mechanism to time travel, to hurl ideas into the future, it sort of bookends. Books are a time machine.
So, please, oh please, we beg, we pray, go throw your TV set away, and in its place you can install, a lovely bookcase on the wall.
I have two quite large houses, and every cupboard and drawer is stuffed with books.
I consider a house without books or a piano to be unfurnished.
I was always going to the bookcase for another sip of the divine specific.
You are a shelf of books without the pages.
