"A room without books is like a body without a soul."-Cicero

Throughout the history of the existence of writing, for a person the book has always been a source of knowledge, wisdom, life experience, in books people could always find echoing with his own mood and thoughts. No matter whether he was sad or laughing, he always turned to his eternal, timeless friend, the book.The masterpieces of world literature defeated all the "enemies": and natural disasters, and war, and the dust of the bookshelves, in the year when they were banned or unavailable. All, but not all. Scientific progress has created an invincible enemy to eternal invariable pages, - TV. For the current generation there is no difficulty in choosing between a square and a horned noisy "box" and a book.Books are not just leaves stained with black paint, they are whole worlds, which sometimes seem to live apart from reality. Their reading helps a person to get away from their worries, get carried away with new, unknown and alluring. The book is like a little secret door, like a rabbit hole that opens a new dimension. The reader follows the fate of the characters and imbued with their experiences, learns from his mistakes, adopts his features. Since childhood, instilled in a child a love of reading, incredibly expands the boundaries of his world. New knowledge, new impressions, emotions, all this forms character, predetermines human behavior in such book situations.But only in one of the hundreds there is that coveted pearl that will enrich him, his spiritual appearance, his soul.The house of man, his home, is a reflection of himself, his habits, character features. Living in a new place, a person gives him a piece of his soul, he seems to build a small Kingdom-a fortress, where everything is subordinated to his laws of life. As a result, the house turns out to be alive, the soul of which are books.

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