Blessing

There is nothing on earth, I would say nothing that can be created with the demolition of much deep mixing of workers and those of the blood, and the meaning of sanctification that a good book can offer.

This new book promising, as in the middle of a silence in the corner of the hall enlightened, perhaps in search of a window at night, and the book, his words stick to your mind, coastlines to it finds its way to And from its container in your daily path, and on your literature, initially slightly later than the radiation of a nuclear bomb.

The question (often): “Why are people, in fact, collect the books (some quite expensive)?”

A good question, and difficult to answer subjective than the others, but allow me to try it myself, as I see it: imagine (dreams, in your eyes, pull), it’s all in the same bag, such Matters leaving the unconscious, in the mentality, which were punished until the show, then emancipated (and never lost in the vaults of mind).

I have sixty years, I have begun to read, while William’s “History of Civilization” I have all his books, the most for the first time, and that he signed. That can my love for books. He has others, like the entire collection by Mary Renault Greek books on the life, and at the end of two books signing. Then, when I am older and can afford it, I started with the first editions of Hemingway, Faulkner and many other authors, many signed.

These collections are not only rewarding, as they are of old books, in good shape, but when you read them, and if they in the calendar from the life of the author, that the pages, you live in their time zone, or at least I do . In fact, I started in Greece, because the books by Marie Renault. And I began in Paris four times because of Hemingway books and even in the same cafes he has done in Cuba, because he sits his hotel room, on his chair, his typewriter.

Since the books and the authors, I have myself written thirty six books on this day. I have a private library and its many years, the two consolidate, I say two, because I have a house in the city, and the other in the mountains, and in each, a small private library. Everywhere, wherever I go, I take the books with me. Most of my friends are antique dealers, vendors, customers, writers, poets, etc.. I live, eat and nearly books.

So yes, I love the books, and I am a poor boy from a rough quarter for the return in the 50 years of my garret room, from poetry to write, read and try to the great poet. It is fun to see how to plant seeds, and during the harvest, or of life, and he gave me in prison, because most young people in our districts completed in prison or a prison sentence, has been a way of life. Book has helped me in making the choice to the academy to be who I am today. And the books that led me to the Lord.

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