Ink and Bone

You have ink in your blood, boy, and no help for it. Books will never be just a business to you.

Always remember the words of Descartes: The reading of all good books is like conversion with the finest men of the past centuries.

There are three parts to learning: information, knowledge and wisdom, A mere accumulation of information is not knowledge, and a treasure of knowledge is not in itself, wisdom.

Lives are short, but knowledge is eternal.

I must acquire my own information, build my own knowledge, and, through experience, transform it to the treasured gold of wisdom.

We never wanted to conquer the world, only our fears.

The first purpose of a librarian is to preserve and defend our books. Sometimes, that means dying for them - or making someone else die for them. Tota est scientia.

Losing one pint of blood's an accident. Losing two is carelessness.

Jess had never imagined that someone would be so empty that they’d need to destroy something that precious to feel full.

When you steal a book, you steal from the world." the Library propaganda said

Desperate people do desperate things. You cannot be one of them. You must be better.

I gambled for the soul of the Library. And I lost.

They've all got stories, Jess thought. I need to know them. Best of all, he could know them. He could learn anything here. It felt like limitless possibilities.

Vita hominis plus libro valet! A life is worth more than a book.

For a perversion of knowledge is surely worse than a lack of it

Books and men left the same traces where they burned. The

The destruction of Rayy taught us that calculated politics and unthinking rage—make no mistake, the two are sometimes hand in hand—are the greatest threats knowledge can face.

You have to learn how to listen before you will hear.

With some enemies, it’s safer to let them destroy themselves.” The

As Jess watched in numb horror, the man tore a page from the book and stuffed it into his mouth.

This was like watching murder. Defilement. And it was something worse than either of those things. Even among his family, black trade as they were, books were holy things.

There are three parts to learning: information, knowledge, and wisdom. A mere accumulation of information is not knowledge, and a treasure of knowledge is not, in itself, wisdom.

His divine wisdom can kiss my common arse

I am not the Library’s child! I must acquire my own information, build my own knowledge, and, through experience, transform it to the treasured gold of wisdom. To

Are you all right?" The question surprised Jess, and it broke through his black shell enough to make him throw a look at his friend. "No." I didn't think you were. Everyone wants you to be. That must be worse, that they think you should be fine.

Even here, you can ask the wrong questions and speak the wrong truths, Postulants. Here ends today’s lesson. Tota est scientia.” Their

He pulled out his personal journal and pen. Jess understood the impulse, all too well, to spill out the bile and hurt into ink, where no one could see it. He

Are you all right?” The question surprised Jess, and it broke through his black shell enough to make him throw a look at his friend. “No.” “I didn’t think you were. Everyone wants you to be. That must be worse, that they just think you should be . . . fine.” Thomas

He was smothered by dread. Fear. A horrible sense of being hunted. And then one of the automaton lions turned its head toward him. The eyes shone red. Red like blood. Red like fire. They could smell it on him, the illegal book. Or maybe just his fear