Worthy books
Are not companions—they are solitudes:
We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.


Festus: A Poem (1839)


Worthy books Are not companions—they are solitudes: We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.

Worthy books Are not companions—they are solitudes: We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.

Worthy books Are not companions—they are solitudes: We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.

Worthy books Are not companions—they are solitudes: We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.