When we are collecting books, we are collecting happiness.

Here dwell together still two men of note/ Who never lived and so can never die:/ How very near they seem, yet how remote/ That age before the world went all awry./ But still the...

But there can be no grave for Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson…Shall they not always live in Baker Street? Are they not there this moment, as one writes? Outside, the hansoms rattle through the rain,...