I couldn't help but smile at the following paragraph in "A Gathering Light":

What I saw next stopped me dead in my tracks. Books, hundreds of them. In crates. In piles on the floor. In bookcases that stretched from floor to ceiling and lined the entire room. I turned round and round in a slow circle, feeling as if I's just stumbled into Ali Baba's cave. I was breathless, close to tears, and positively dizzy with greed.

I would have felt exactly the same if I had stepped into a roomful of books like Mattie did. :-)