Quotes on “books”

I guess there are never enough books.

Just like heaven. Ever’body wants a little piece of lan’. I read plenty of books out here. Nobody never gets to heaven, and nobody gets no land. It’s just in their head. They’re all the time talkin’ about it, but it’s jus’ in their head.

All books are divisible into two classes: the books of the hours, and the books of all Time.

Books don't change people; paragraphs do, Sometimes even sentences.

Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.

For books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay, they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.

…only then did I wake out of the book.

I hadn’t been in proper school in three years. My parents were my two best friends. My third best friend was an author who did not know I existed.

Books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.

Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.

He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head.

Neither novels or their readers benefit from any attempts to divine whether any facts hide inside a story. Such efforts attack the very idea that made-up stories can matter, which is sort of the foundational assumption of our species.

Fiction is art and art is the triumph over chaos… to celebrate a world that lies spread out around us like a bewildering and stupendous dream.

If your library is not "unsafe," it probably isn't doing its job.

When we read a story, we inhabit it. The covers of the book are like a roof and four walls. What is to happen next will take place within the four walls of the story. And this is possible because the story's voice makes everything its own.

She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for the first time that a room full of books smelled like dessert: a sweet snack made of figs, vanilla, glue, and cleverness.

My grandma always said that God made libraries so that people didn't have any excuse to be stupid.

It doesn't matter. I have books, new books, and I can bear anything as long as there are books.