I have loved books since childhood and therefore libraries have been sanctuaries to me. When I was a kid in the 1960s, my parents took my sisters and me once a week to the nearest public library, where I filled a big bag with fresh loans. My father assisted me in finding the books I wanted; in those days the filing systems were bulky card cabinets that were unwieldy for a short boy.
I just found a web page with photos from some of the most beautiful libraries in the world, unsurprisingly several from France, le pays des belles lettres. Look and rejoice — link >>>