"Books, window to an exciting life, perhaps one which we wanted to live.....
Books, repertoire of emotions, which we always wanted to feel..........
Books, ends of knowledge, and perhaps the beginning of the process of attaining it......
Books, way to express in silence to ourselves, our deepest desires.........
Books, to shape our smiles, and direct our tears.........
Books, teach us life's ways, or just make us smile.......
Books, sometimes, worth nothing but a glance, sometimes, enough to be drown into.....
Books, quite like our women, they know us well, when we know whom (what) to pick...."
Books, repertoire of emotions, which we always wanted to feel..........
Books, ends of knowledge, and perhaps the beginning of the process of attaining it......
Books, way to express in silence to ourselves, our deepest desires.........
Books, to shape our smiles, and direct our tears.........
Books, teach us life's ways, or just make us smile.......
Books, sometimes, worth nothing but a glance, sometimes, enough to be drown into.....
Books, quite like our women, they know us well, when we know whom (what) to pick...."
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