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“There is a certain melancholy pleasure to be derived from roaming about outside the walls, enveloped in a historic illusion that colors and clothes the nakedness of the landscape.”
“For everybody except the librarian, his position is rather a tantalizing one. In the midst of the great ocean of books, it is ‘water, water, everywhere, and not a drop to drink.’”