I love libraries.
That is all. Really.
What is the first thing I do when moving house? Join the library.
How many library cards do I have in my wallet? Five: mine from three previous addresses (why would I relinquish one? I may move back again!), my step-son’s and my five month-old baby’s!
Where else – in this day and age – can you walk in with nothing and leave with a stack of books on the strength of a promise to return them later?
A single room overflowing with entire worlds!
The only thing that you absolutely have to know, is the location of the library.
If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.
Marcus Tullius Cicero
An original idea. That can’t be too hard. The library must be full of them.
I once stole a book. It was really just the once, and at the time I called it borrowing. It was 1970, and the book, I could see by its lack of date stamps, had been lying unappreciated on the shelves of my convent school library since its publication in 1945.
You want weapons? We’re in a library. Books! Best weapons in the world!
I’m the Doctor and you’re in the biggest library in the universe.
Look me up.