I care not how humble your bookshelf may be, nor how lowly the room which it adorns. Close the door of that room behind you, shut off with it all the cares of the outer world, plunge back into the soothing company of the great dead, and then you are through the magic portal into that fair land whither worry and vexation can follow you no more.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Ahhhhhhh. Love this.
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ReplyDeleteThat is just how I feel when I close the door to my room and all that "vexation" goes away. I love that word vexation. You don't hear it much anymore.
ReplyDeleteAnd therein lies the beauty of books: escape.
ReplyDeleteYou know, I can picture that room, at least the room I would want to be in. It has a fireplace, of course, with a couch in front and two very soft and comfortable chairs on each side. There are floor to ceiling bookshelves either side of the fireplace. There is a full size oriental rug on the floor, and directly across the room from the fireplace are french doors opening out onto a lawn and garden. Think I've read too many books set in England with libraries described in them?:<)
ReplyDeleteYou just described our newly decorated family room. After 47 years, I finally have the Reading Room I've always wanted. (Where will my son watch television, now?)
ReplyDeleteThere's no such things as too many English novels.
Wouldn't you have loved to visited C.S. Lewis' home? I can just imagine the sweet spirit there.
Bellezza, is this the room with the piano? I love it! I've never read about Lewis' house. Is there a description somewhere?
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