When you sell a man a book you don’t sell him just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue — you sell him a whole new life. Love and friendship and h… - Christopher Morley

When you sell a man a book you don't sell him just 12 ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life.

You sell a man a book, you don’t sell him just 12 ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life.

When you sell a man a book you don't sell him just 12 ounces of paper and ink and glue- you sell him a whole new life.
-Christopher Morley

Very often human beings don't become available for the purposes of art until they have shaken off some of their dogged, self-preserving sanity.

"It's spring," Mike said. "Oh, yes, of course, jolly old spring!" said Gissing, as though this was something he had known all along, and had just forgotten for the moment. But he didn't know. This was his first spring, for he was only ten months old.

The world has been printing books for 450 years, and yet gunpowder still has a wider circulation. Never mind! Printer's ink is the greater explosive: it will win.