Liquor Is Not A Necessity.

Mr. Faulkner, Of Course, Is Interested In Making Your Mind Rather Than Your Flesh Creep.

Socrates Called Himself A Midwife Of Ideas. A Great Book Is Often Such A Midwife, Delivering To Full Existence What Has Been Coiled Like An Embryo In The Dark, Silent Depths Of The Brain.

The Man Who Attracts Luck Carries With Him The Magnet Of Preparation.

There Is No Reader So Parochial As The One Who Reads None But This Morning's Books. Books Are Not Rolls, To Be Devoured Only When They Are Hot And Fresh. A Good Book Retains Its Interior Heat And Will Warm A Generation Yet Unborn.

To Read In Bed Is To Draw Around Us Invisible, Noiseless Curtains. Then At Last We Are In A Room Of Our Own And Are Ready To Burrow Back, Back To That Private Life Of The Imagination We All Led As A Child And To Whose Secret Satisfactions So Many Of Us Have Mislaid The Key.