July 03, 2009
The Romance of Print
I handled about sixty books before settling on four. It was the very bliss of youth and escape to be on the cusp of the small vacation and in the presence of such worthies. It felt like travel without the travel part.
Everything in the shop conferred a sense of wonder. The smell, the selection of books, even the old postcards from the ‘30s and ‘40s and ’50s depicting works of art. (You know I’m intoxicated by a bookshop if I’m buying art postcards.) “Temple of Peace” – the description of William Gladstone (devout Christian and Victorian prime minister of England) of his library – applied to this one too and I realized how little I’ve spent in my own temple of peace. (Of course the true Temple of Peace is Christ.)
Posted by TS at 11:02 PM