It’s universal and it’s instant–invoking a library makes people happy, excited, curious. Because libraries are magical places. They always have been, public or private. Books come from human minds and when you gather that many of them in one space, the space becomes, if you’ll forgive the word, holy. Books create their own space and physics, their own psychic presence. For those of us who did not grow up with wealth, libraries were the place you could go to stuff yourself with stories and knowledge and pursue like a bloodhound every little obsession.