treasure trove Quotes

Books, books, books! I had found the secret of a garret room Piled high with cases in my father’s name; Piled high, packed large,--where, creeping in and out Among the giant fossils of my past, Like some small nimble mouse between the ribs Of a mastodon, I nibbled here and there At this or that box, pulling through the gap, In heats of terror, haste, victorious joy, The first book first. And how I felt it beat Under my pillow, in the morning’s dark, An hour before the sun would let me read! My books!

Find a pile of gold and sit on it.

These hoards of wealth you can unlock at will.

Genealogy of American Finance is a treasure trove of information on American banking and its history, in an unusual -- and unusually useful -- format.

Books have been to me what gold is to the miser, what new fields are to the explorer.

To Jane Austen, every fool is a treasure trove.

It has no equal in any other country, and one finds there rare and precious objects from all parts of the world. I saw objects made of tortoise shell, such as caskets, combs, knife handles, etc. I also discovered rock crystal of great beauty, artistically worked by artisans of surpassing taste. It has been brought from the Maghrib, but some was said to have recently arrived from the Sea of Qulzum [Red Sea] that was even more lovely and transparent than the Maghribi crystal. I saw elephant tusks from Zanzibar. There was also the hide of an ox from Abyssinia that resembles leopard skin and is used to make slippers. From this same country there also came a very large domestic bird…I saw copper vases from Damascus that can hold thirty minas of water each…

My last refuge, my books: simple pleasures, like finding wild onions by the side of a road, or requited love.

Words are like gems to me... imagine yourself walking through a very shallow stream and picking up beautiful stones that catch your eye... that's what names are like for me.

Infinite riches in a little room.

Some archives and record offices are housed in your local museum or library; others have their own stand-alone building. Wherever they are, they are a treasure trove.

That gloomy outside, like a rusty chest, contains the shoring treasure of a soul resolved and brave.

I had, over the years, collected things, small things, as people do, and I had put them all together and showed them in what became a building in the form of the Geometric Mouse.

Books are yours, Within whose silent chambers treasure lies Preserved from age to age; more precious far Than that accumulated store of gold And orient gems, which, for a day of need, The Sultan hides deep in ancestral tombs. These hoards of truth you can unlock at will.

From the subterranean ore of memory we extract the jeweled visions of our future.