Anonymous. “An open book is a talking brain; clos, a friend who waits; forgotten, a brother who forgives; destroy, a heart that cries. I read this beautiful proverb – of Hindu origin, it is said – quite some time ago in a bookmark that was given to me for the purchase of a book in that charming space call “Boulevard de la Cultura”, which was in Jr. Quilca, and which the booksellers had taken the Archbishopric for rent. The ecclesiastical prelature, owner of the premises (apparently, with a cash register install in the place that the heart should occupy), decid to terminate the contract, and rent the place so that a garage could be install, artfully depriving the booksellers from their workplace, and to the avid readers of an endearing center of culture.
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Well, it’s done. Now, fortunately, those booksellers are found in Rímac, a few, or even fighting in some small stores in Quilca and Camaná, offering their great little treasures. But, well, some time later I found that proverb again in a beautiful work. Its author, Raúl Castagnino , owner of elegant and captivating prose, dealt there with the subtleties of the book as a cultural b2b email list product: its situation in the age of machinery, best-sellers and the maddening spe of the contemporary world; the types of readers, the dimensions that come together in it (author, reader, itors and libraries), the lexicographic traces that its strong influence has left on the culture, and relat topics.
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The book is titl Biografía del libro , it dates back to 1961, and was publish in Buenos Aires by the Nova publishing house. The quot passage is found on page 35. End of this brief book tour. At some point I may be encourag to Numbers Lists share some more passages on this forum again. For now, I hope that this concise selection turns out to be pleasant for anyone who comes here.I don’t remember how I got to Quilca the first time. Someone – perhaps a classmate – must have told me about that mythical shr, probably in my first months as a university student, in the glorious San Marcos, my dearest alma mater.
