The Beauty of Youth

There are many benefits of working in a library, but one of my favorites is (of course) being around books all day long. If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I love posting pictures of old/neat/interesting/funny books I find on our shelves. The other day I found this book:

Little Journeys to the Homes of Eminent Painters by Elbert Hubbard

It’s an art book from 1901. The cover is ridiculously soft, and sadly falling apart due to wear and tear. I flipped through it gently, and stumbled upon this quote on the first page:

“…I hope this book will not suffer the dire fate of falling into the hands of any one who has forgotten the days of his youth.”

Isn’t that sentiment lovely? How sad would it be to forget our youths. To forget the days that made us who we are today.

I think, ultimately, that’s why I write (besides the fact that I love to/need to). I love revisiting those days of my childhood when I was so much braver. When everything felt possible, and there was no fear of mortality. I think that’s what I hope to give to my ( hopefully one day) readers. A flashback to times we all share, times that make us smile.

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