And among those speechless prisoners are also those books which you have brought and kept in the cupboard without reading. A layer of dust and dirt has accumulated on them; they are buried alive in a graveyard. The pages are passing the days of their natural life, but the merciless custodian does not even think of affection, nor does he, keeping the illusion of familiarity, wipe off the dust to press them against his eyes, kiss them with loving lips, and even if for just a few moments, turn some pages.
- Sareer
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"In my life, not a single night has passed, except for two nights, when I did not spend a few moments with a book in pursuit of knowledge: the first, when my father's funeral was lifted, and the second, my wedding night."
- Al-Shaykh al-Ra'is al-Imam Abu Ali Husayn ibn Sina (Avicenna)
