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The Yale Shakespeare

I've had this set of Shakespeare volumes since the late 1980's. Super-portable at 7" by 4.5" with nice, readable font size. Well footnoted for vocabulary and extensive note apparatus at the end of each volume. I'm surprised there's not much more on this set than various auctions and used book listings — looks like they still fetch $80 for all 40 books. Mine is a printing from 1954 edited by Tucker Brooke I found this review of the series from when it first came out. Very critical, but wanted to capture it, since this has been my reference edition for over 30 years

Five Theories of Book-Buying

The Fisherman's Theory of Book-Buying : You will never regret the book you bought, but you will always regret the one that got away. The National Debt Theory of Book-Buying : You will never have read all the books you own, but any given book will be read eventually. The Chemist's Theory of Book-Buying : Books obey the laws of gases: they expand to fill all available space. The Gardener's Theory of Book-Buying : No matter how much you weed a book collection, it will always grow back. The Pharaonic Theory of Book-Buying : Build a pyramid and read them all in the afterlife. This was from the December 2006 issue of NYRSF by Darrell Schweitzer I've been culling and culling the books for five years now and while it's getting more manageable and more narrowly focused, there's still a lot of cruft floating around :) A third or so is on Librarything

A James Thurber Christmas

It was the night before Christmas Here's a fun treat. In 1927 James Thurber wrote a hilarious version of "The Night Before Christmas" in the style of Ernest Hemmingway. Here's the beginning: It was the night before Christmas. The house was very quiet. No creatures were stirring in the house. There weren't even any mice stirring. The stockings had been hung carefully by the chimney. The children hoped that Saint Nicholas would come and fill them. The children were in their beds. Their beds were in the room next to ours. Mamma and I were in our beds. Mamma wore a kerchief. I had my cap on. I could hear the children moving. We didn't move. We wanted the children to think we were asleep. Check it out , it's pretty funny

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