When I was very young, post picture book but pre Tom Swift, the library in my town was housed in a converted Victorian mansion. The children's section was a small rectangular room just off the vestibule, maybe a coatroom in its heyday. The shelves were appropriately low and multi-colored, and I would run for them directly whenever I was released from my mothers grasp. Somewhere on ...
When frail Nature can no more,—Then the spirit strikes the hour,My servant Death with solving ritePours finite into infinite.Wilt thou freeze love's tidal flow,Whose streams through nature circling go?Nail the star struggling to its trackOn the half-climbed Zodiack?Light is light which radiates,Blood is blood which circulates,Life is life which generates,And many-seeming life is one,—Wilt ...
In 1962, when I was in the second grade, my aunt gave me a book that I have always felt changed my life. It was Relativity for the Million, which explained the basic concepts of Einstein's Special theory in clear and thankfully nonmathematical terms. The author was Martin Gardner,and I have been a fan ever since. He also wrote marvelous and funny short stories on mathematical topics, collected ...
I would rather sell 1000 copies a year for 100 years than 100,000 copies in 1 year. 100,000 copies a year for 100 years also works for me.