Book Porn

There must be something in books, something we can’t imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don’t stay for nothing.

Ray Bradbury
 
A word to the unwise.
Torch every book.
Char every page.
Burn every word to ash.
Ideas are incombustible.
And therein lies your real fear.

~ Ellen Hopkins
 
A word to the unwise.
Torch every book.
Char every page.
Burn every word to ash.
Ideas are incombustible.
And therein lies your real fear.

~ Ellen Hopkins

Every burned book enlightens the world. (Emerson):eek:
 
I must have books everywhere. They’re the soul of a room — they reveal the taste, the interests, and the secrets of whoever lives there.

Diane Von Furstenberg
 
The local library had a small exhibition some time ago, of all the things they had found in books.

Tickets from any kind of transport, photos, post cards, receipts, package inserts, candy wrappers, uncooked spaghetti, shopping lists, toilet paper (unused!), strips of newspaper, bank notes from all over the world..... and an empty condom wrapper.

Some of the items were rather personal, but it was a quite fun exhibit.
 
The local library had a small exhibition some time ago, of all the things they had found in books.

Tickets from any kind of transport, photos, post cards, receipts, package inserts, candy wrappers, uncooked spaghetti, shopping lists, toilet paper (unused!), strips of newspaper, bank notes from all over the world..... and an empty condom wrapper.

Some of the items were rather personal, but it was a quite fun exhibit.

I've discovered revealing personal items when I've opened books borrowed from the library; it's happened twice.


The first time, I discovered a sales receipt for an extremely pricey Oushak prayer rug bought by someone I knew. I gave the receipt to her husband; they are a prominent family who could have been embarrassed if the expense became public knowledge.


The second time, I found an invitation to a party given by an acquaintance ( I was, of course, angered that I hadn't been invited ). There was, of course, personal information (address, telephone number, email address) that I know they wouldn't want available to John Q. Public.


 
I just ordered a book for school on Amazon. The book was out of print so I settled for a used book, which can be risky at times. The book just got here last week, and I was surprised that it was in perfect condition and had apparently never been read. The book was originally purchased in Dec. of 2006 for $30., in Ottawa Canada. How do I know that? The original sales slip was in the book, and as a bonus the book was signed by the author.
& :eek:....after figuring in the exchange rate.... I paid more!

Did I say, I love books?
 
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I've discovered revealing personal items when I've opened books borrowed from the library; it's happened twice.


The first time, I discovered a sales receipt for an extremely pricey Oushak prayer rug bought by someone I knew. I gave the receipt to her husband; they are a prominent family who could have been embarrassed if the expense became public knowledge.


The second time, I found an invitation to a party given by an acquaintance ( I was, of course, angered that I hadn't been invited ). There was, of course, personal information (address, telephone number, email address) that I know they wouldn't want available to John Q. Public.



why give it to her husband and not the wife whose purchase it was? :confused:
 
why give it to her husband and not the wife whose purchase it was? :confused:


I cannot give further detail without a risk of compromising someone's privacy. You will have to be satisfied that there was adequate reason to handle the matter in this fashion.


 


I cannot give further detail without a risk of compromising someone's privacy. You will have to be satisfied that there was adequate reason to handle the matter in this fashion.



i am satisfied that you acted on your beliefs.
 
The local library had a small exhibition some time ago, of all the things they had found in books.

Tickets from any kind of transport, photos, post cards, receipts, package inserts, candy wrappers, uncooked spaghetti, shopping lists, toilet paper (unused!), strips of newspaper, bank notes from all over the world..... and an empty condom wrapper.

Some of the items were rather personal, but it was a quite fun exhibit.

I found someone's driver's license in a book I bought at a used book store.
 
I found someone's driver's license in a book I bought at a used book store.

At a used book store in a Maine resort town, I found a $100 bill. When I told the owner, he smiled at me and said it was mine, because I was so honest. I told him that my parents are going to be upset.

He asked why?

I told him because I was going to get a $100 worth of books. He laughed and told me he'd cut me off at $50
 
At a used book store in a Maine resort town, I found a $100 bill. When I told the owner, he smiled at me and said it was mine, because I was so honest. I told him that my parents are going to be upset.

He asked why?

I told him because I was going to get a $100 worth of books. He laughed and told me he'd cut me off at $50

I have yet to find more than a dollar in any of the books I've purchased.

There's still plenty of time, though.

:D
 
I have yet to find more than a dollar in any of the books I've purchased.

There's still plenty of time, though.

:D

:D

The used bookstore in the downtown goes through their books, but will leave money in them. I've seen people find $1, $5, and $10 bills.
 
That is an example of fore-edge painting. Some of them are worth much more than the book they are painted on.


I'd amend that statement to say that the majority of 'em are worth more than the books on which they're painted since most fore-edge books are nondescript and run-of-the-mill items distinguished only by the fore-edge painting.


 
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Books are not something that you just read words in. They’re also a tool to adjust your senses. When I’m not feeling well there are times when I just can’t take in what I read. When that happens I try to think about what could be hindering my reading. There are books that I can take in smoothly even when I’m not feeling well. I try to think why. It might be something like mental tuning. What’s important when you tune is the feeling of the paper that you’re touching with your fingers, and the momentary stimulation your brain receives when you turn pages.

Makishima Shogo
 


I'd amend that statement to say that the majority of 'em are worth more than the books on which they're painted since most fore-edge books are nondescript and run-of-the-mill items distinguished only by the fore-edge painting.



It depends on the technique. Some fore-edge pictures are printed on.
 
http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a97/foxkitsune/tumblr_mvxd5b4rOy1r68q5lo1_1280_zps703ceef7.jpg

Books are not something that you just read words in. They’re also a tool to adjust your senses. When I’m not feeling well there are times when I just can’t take in what I read. When that happens I try to think about what could be hindering my reading. There are books that I can take in smoothly even when I’m not feeling well. I try to think why. It might be something like mental tuning. What’s important when you tune is the feeling of the paper that you’re touching with your fingers, and the momentary stimulation your brain receives when you turn pages.

Makishima Shogo


Seeing The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe brings back memories of childhood. I was far too manly to read that book but my sisters adored it (yes, even then, it was considered "chick lit").


That pictured copy was the exact edition they read. I think it was almost ubiquitous in certain homes, in a certain era.


 


Seeing The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe brings back memories of childhood. I was far too manly to read that book but my sisters adored it (yes, even then, it was considered "chick lit").


That pictured copy was the exact edition they read. I think it was almost ubiquitous in certain homes, in a certain era.



Oh I still read it every few years. I love the beginning when Lucy stays with the faun and it's always winter but NEVER Christmas. That would be my idea of pure heaven!

It really is a gorgeous book and I still have my childhood copy.
 
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