We built tall buildings, but we have not become any taller.

It’s remarkable that a device, which fits in your pocket, can hold thousands of books. But a room full of books is an entirely different kind of remarkable.

I will say I am the sum of my books.

Once you read a book it becomes a part of you forever

A smoke, a book, a cup of coffee. These are the little things that get us through this sometimes weary world and all the rainy days.

each copy of a book has its own unique personality. Reading a book from the library is not the same as reading another copy of the same book from the same library, which is again...

… in art nothing is more secondary than the author’s intentions.

In your hands winteris a book with cloud pagesthat snow pearls of love.

Some people claim that it is okay to read trashy novels because sometimes you can find something valuable in them. You can also find a crust of bread in a garbage can, if you search...

Old words are reborn with new faces.

I’ve always loved the night, when everyone else is asleep and the world is all mine. It’s quiet and dark—the perfect time for creativity.

Honesty is the first chapter of the book wisdom.

The most exciting part of writing a novel is when the characters take control of the story

Teams that spend a lot of time learning the tricks of the trade will probably never really learn the trade.

If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.

Reading is important. If you know how to read then the whole world opens up to you

What gunpowder did for war, the printing press has done for the mind.

And if our book consumption remains as low as it has been, at least let us admit that it is because reading is a less exciting pastime than going to the dogs, the pictures or...

Reading one book is like eating one potato chip.

Me and my readers, we’re on the same page. That page is one.

Books; I repeat, for they’ve not only been a solace during the long years but also provided the keys to understanding other people’s ideas and achievements, their hopes and fears, quirks and foibles, their dreams…..their...

I’d experienced the ’40s and ’50s by looking at my grandparents’ old clothes, books, and magazines.

Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic....

I went through and underlined all the funny lines in his book, and by the time I was done, I had underlined his whole book. That would be great if he wrote a humor book,...

And that’s the most horrible thing about censorship: To avoid falling afoul of the censors, we question ourselves and censor ourselves and make a big deal out of things in our heads. We do the...

Luckily, I always travel with a book, just in case I have to wait on line for Santa, or some such inconvenience.

Vengeful conquerors burn books as if the enemy’s souls reside there, too.

Yet if women are so flighty, fickle, changeable, susceptible, and inconstant (as some clerks would have us believe), why is it that their suitors have to resort to such trickery to have their way with...

Adieu, mon cher vieux. Relis et rebûche ton conte. Laisse-le reposer et reprends-le, les livres ne se font pas comme les enfants, mais comme les pyramides, avec un dessin prémédité, et en apportant des grands...

Human existence is temporary and all the knowledge of the universe we acquire will in time be forgotten because there will be no humans left to benefit from any of the stuff we learned.And yet,...

What a feat of transmission: the emotive powers of the book, with no local habitation, pass safely from writer to reader, unmangled by printing and binding and shipping, renewed and available whenever we open it.

I had found my religion: nothing seemed more important to me than a book. I saw the library as a temple.

I believe you have to write every day–make the time. It’s about having an organized mind instead of a chaotic and untidy one. There is a myth that writers are bohemian and do what they...

On evenings, I spent the entire study period reading….From that time on, the world began to broaden around me, beyond any tangible limits. The world, as portrayed in those works destined for young people, was...

A life without books is like body without a soul.

Stirred with passion, laced with fun, spiked with laughter & served with a smile. On the road. No sugar, no mil. Horn OK Please. Buy my books or maythe wrath of a thousand locusts infest...

There’s no such thing as ‘no market’. Some books are just niche orientated that’s all.

Only reading can leave one satisfied at having lived a thousand lives!

Books are, let’s face it, better than everything else. If we played Cultural Fantasy Boxing League, and made books go fifteen rounds in the ring against the best that any other art form had to...

76.David Hume – Treatise on Human Nature; Essays Moral and Political; An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding77.Jean-Jacques Rousseau – On the Origin of Inequality; On the Political Economy; Emile – or, On Education, The Social Contract78.Laurence...

You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children.

That day and night, the bleeding and the screaming, had knocked something askew for Esme, like a picture swinging crooked on a wall. She loved the life she lived with her mother. It was beautiful....

They burn books now, mama.The monsters burn fucking books now, mama. They have eyes full of disappointing madness. Their tongues taste like fulvous indoctrination. They teach us. Teach us sadism, hatred, lust to kill, conformity....

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My new favorite title is How Jane Austen Ruined My Life. I don’t have the courage to read it, though. I’m afraid to discover she’s ruined mine as well.

Judge not lest ye be judged yourself.

No days, perhaps, of all our childhood are ever so fully lived are those that we had regarded as not being lived at all: days spent wholly with a favourite book.

All that sweetness makes me feel weird. My sister was never the loving type.

tout aboutit en un livre,” everything ends up in a book. The Greeks speak of generations that will sing; Mallarmé speaks of an object, of a thing among things, a book. But the idea is...

I was always able to lose myself in reading. Books were a necessary escape I always gladly jumped into headfirst.