Looking back over a lifetime, you see that love was the answer to everything. - Ray Bradbury

And some days, he went on, were days of hearing every trump and trill of the universe. Some days were good for tasting and some for touching. And some days were good for all the senses at once. This day now, he nodded, smelled as if a great and nameless orchard had grown up overnight beyond the hills to fill the entire visible land with its warm freshness. The air felt like rain, but there were no clouds.

“Off the mount, Nolan,” said the priest, “and enough of the sermon. What’s your point?”

Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.