Some books are to be tasted, others are to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested. -Francis Bacon
No, I suppose you never heard of such a creature. -E.C. Fergins
For my children
Back in my salad days laboring for the New York Center and Hudson River Railroad Company, I would always keep an eye out to see if he would enter our car before the hour of departure.
“Authors do not create literature; they are consumed by it.”
I like to think of him with both his hands clamped on one of mine in the giant train shed in New York, just after I'd help him down with his green cart filled with colorful books of all sizes, being careful not to rattle the cargo.
As the 19th century draws to an end, two bookaneers are caught up in a colonial war on Samoa as they compete to steal Robert Louis Stevenson's last manuscript and make a fortune before a new international treaty ends the bookaneers' trade forever.