Books fall open, you fall in, delighted where you've never been. — David McCord Book Copy Share Image
March is outside the door Flaming some old desire As man turns uneasily from his fire. — David McCord Desire Copy Share Image
Your life will be rich for others only as it is rich for you. — David McCord Inspirational Copy Share Image
But man must light for man The fires no other can, And find in his own eye Where the strange crossroads lie. — David McCord Crossroads Copy Share Image
A pedestrian is a man in danger of his life. A walker is a man in possession of his soul. — David McCord Danger Copy Share Image
Life is a garment we continuously alter, but which never seems to fit. — David McCord Copy Share Image
Metaphorically these essays move as a quiet but observant coast-guard cutter among the rocks and islands up and down the littoral of… — David McCord Copy Share Image
The high-ceilinged rooms, the little balconies, alcoves, nooks and angles all suggest sanctuary, escape, creature comfort. The reader, the scholar, the browser,… — David McCord Copy Share Image
The cricket's gone, we only hear machines In erg and atom they exact their pay. And life is largely lived on silver… — David McCord Atoms Copy Share Image
The decent docent doesn't doze; He teaches standing on his toes. His students dassn't doze and does, And that's what teaching is… — David McCord Copy Share Image
Books fall open, you fall in, delighted where you've never been; hear voices not once heard before, reach world on world through… — David McCord Book Copy Share Image
“Books Fall Open Books fall open, you fall in, delighted where, you've never been. Hear voices not once heard before, Reach world… — David McCord Book Copy Share Image
