History unfurled

If anything excites me more than letters on a page, it is the secrets time holds. And what better place holds both for all to see, than a library stacked with books of yore.

"I go into my library, and all history unrolls before me. I breathe the morning air of the world while the scent of Eden's roses yet lingered in it, while it vibrated only to the world's first brood of nightingales, and to the laugh of Eve. I see the pyramids building; I hear the shoutings of the armies of Alexander." - Alexander Smith