And Sometimes Blogs About It

There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it.  It is like falling in love, and like that colossal adventure it is an experience of great social import.  Even as the tranced swain, the booklover yearns to tell others of his bliss.  He writes letters about it, adds it to the postscript of all manner of communications, intrudes it into telephone messages, and insists on his friends writing down the title of the find.  Like the simple-hearted betrothed, once certain of his conquest, “I want you to love her, too!”  It is a jealous passion also.  He feels a little indignant if he finds that any one else has discovered the book, too.
―  Christopher Morley
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On This Day In:
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2012	They Are All Perfect
2011	Delegation – The “How-To’s”
2009	Diet Update and Other Bits & Bobs…

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Are You Even Listening?

No one appreciates the very special genius of your conversation as the dog does.
—   Christopher Morley
[My dog is always a good listener — as long as I’m scratching her tummy.  —    KMAB]
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On This Day In:
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2011	Et Tu Brute?

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Start Today

Read, every day, something no one else is reading.  Think, every day, something no one else is thinking.  Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do.  It is bad for the mind to continually be part of unanimity.
—    Christopher Morley
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On This Day In:
2013	Fly!!
2012	Greater Love
2011	Before

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Still Racing

Printer’s ink has been running a race against gunpowder these many, many years.  Ink is handicapped, in a way, because you can blow up a man with gunpowder in half a second, while it may take twenty years to blow him up with a book.  But the gunpowder destroys itself along with its victim, while a book can keep on exploding for centuries.
―     Christopher Morley
From his book:  “The Haunted Bookshop“
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On This Day In:
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Book Return

ON THE RETURN OF A BOOK LENT TO A FRIEND
I GIVE humble and hearty thanks for the safe return of this book which having endured the perils of my friend’s bookcase, and the bookcases of my friend’s friends, now returns to me in reasonably good condition.
I GIVE humble and hearty thanks that my friend did not see fit to give this book to his infant as a plaything, nor use it as an ash-tray for his burning cigar, nor as a teething-ring for his mastiff.
WHEN I lent this book I deemed it as lost:  I was resigned to the bitterness of the long parting:  I never thought to look upon its pages again.
BUT NOW that my book is come back to me, I rejoice and am exceeding glad!  Bring hither the fatted morocco and let us rebind the volume and set it on the shelf of honour:  for this my book was lent, and is returned again.
PRESENTLY, therefore, I may return some of the books that I myself have borrowed.
―    Christopher Morley
From his novel:  “The Haunted Bookshop“
[This just tickled me…    —    KMAB]
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On This Day In:
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2012	The Victor
2011	Forging Away At My Deadlines
2010	Try This With Your Shoes…

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I’m Feeling It

In every man’s heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibrations of beauty.
—    Christopher Morley
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On This Day In:
2013	May I Have A Little More, Please?
2012	Increasing Doubt
2011	You Can’t Touch This

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Trapped (Again)

The real purpose of books is to trap the mind into doing its own thinking.
—     Christopher Morley
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On This Day In:
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2012	The Practical Value of Science
2011	Seize Gladly The Difficult Task
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2010	The Fierce Urgency Of Now…

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