:: the air swims with life ::

" We return to the house and take up Plutarch or Augustine,

and read a few sentences or pages, and lo!

The air swims with life;

the front of heaven is full of fiery shapes;

secrets of magnanimity and grandeur

invite us on every hand;

life is made up of them.

Such is our debt to a book."

{Ralph Waldo Emerson}

a world of words

of sentences

the sustenance of a soul

this deep love of reading