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- After everything we've heard tonight,
it might sound a bit simplistic,
but I believe in books.
You might think that perhaps anyone
who's inhabited this world,
this small blue marble that we call home,
for almost seven decades,
might have something more profound than books.
Perhaps an epiphany gained while flying combat over Vietnam,
or maybe a lesson learned
through this painful aging process.
Perhaps something my grandfather taught me.
But the more I look into myself,
the more it really all boils down to books.
Books have been a driving force in my life
since grade school when I came down with chicken pox,
followed immediately by the measles.
In those less enlightened times,
they thought that sunlight would damage your eyes
if you had a high fever.
And so I convalesced in a darkened room,
with only my mother reading to me for relief.
But then we know the difference,
suddenly, rather than being a small child
convalescing in a dark room,
I was roaming a castle with Hamlet,
and there were ghosts, and pirates and sword fights,
and all kinds of adventure.
That sense of adventure has never left me,
but I quickly learned
that there's a lot more to books than adventure stories.
Books are in fact the repository of all human knowledge.
Of ideas.
And the beauty of an idea is
that it cannot exist in a vacuum,
alone and untouched by other ideas.
Every idea is connected to other ideas,
and those ideas are connected,
and those ideas are connected,
and this interconnectedness forms a huge web
that contains all human knowledge.
And this web is ever-expanding
as long as we keep thinking and learning.
Einstein described our personal knowledge as
contained in a small circle.
Everything we know, every thought and every dream
is in that small circle.
Everything we do not know is outside that circle,
touched at the circumference.
And the paradox arises as we learn more.
As we learn more, that circle expands,
and so does the circumference of the unknown.
The more we know, the more we know we don't know.
But that web of ideas that I mentioned earlier,
that great web of human intelligence can overcome
that vast unknown that's outside that circle.
Not all at once of course, but relentlessly,
as long as we're willing to think our own thoughts,
and compare them with the ideas of others.
Of course, just reading a book isn't enough.
Socrates, through the voice of Plato maintained that
books are invalid for presenting positions or arguments.
He said that books do not allow a response
and cannot be adequately questioned.
With respect, these limited philosophers,
I think, missed an idea.
I question every book I read, even the bible.
Accepting dogma, without questioning,
is letting others do your thinking for you.
Love of reading requires love of thinking.
Through questioning, even questions unanswered by authors,
new insights and new ideas are developed.
Books, if properly examined,
stimulate the mind and lead to exciting ideas and places.
John Dewey, American educator and philosopher,
declared that all education
is the result of personal experience.
However, in this short life,
a person can only experience so much,
compared with everything that might be accomplished.
The solution of course is, books.
Books are a monument of ideas,
and through a relationship with books,
we can lead to enrich our own experiences.
And when we share our ideas,
the amount of knowledge in the world increases.
Imagine you're on a path, and you have a loaf of bread.
You come upon some strangers and you give them the bread.
They walk away, but you're left hungry.
Now imagine you're on that same path with an idea.
And you walk down that path, and you meet these strangers
and give them your idea.
Everybody walks away with more knowledge,
and the knowledge is spread.
That's the purpose of ideas.
That's the purpose of a love of learning.
That is the purpose of books.
Thank you.
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