Quotes About Reading

Books, Mr. Landor!" "I do read, yes." Not much of a library—a scant three rows in all—but mine. Poe's fingers glided along the bindings.

Browsing through the shelves in bookstores or libraries, I was completely happy.

Ours was a family in which everybody was constantly reading, and where literature, politics, history, and the events of the prize ring were discussed at breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

I was by no means a scholar, simply an interested reader with nothing to do but live and learn.

As for sinning, most of the things he enjoyed were sins in the eyes of somebody. Except for reading…and most of his books were written by pagan authors.

came up on the porch, I noticed that Helen's eyes went at once to the book I had been reading.

next to the Bible more great men had read Plutarch than any other book.

I suspect what I was doing would be called courageous. If I rescued them, it might even be considered an heroic action, but was it? Was I not conditioned by reading, by hearing, by understanding what I should do?

That's not weird," said Jenny. "That's normal. Try reading a story backward. That's weird. I'm the weird one in this class." "That's a laugh!" said Rondi. "If you're so weird, then how come you never asked Louis to kick you in the teeth? I'm the one who's crazy!" "No, that's not crazy," said Todd. "I'll tell

Take some books and read; that's an immense help; and books are always good company if you have the right sort.

That is a good book it seems to me, which is opened with expectation and closed with profit.

She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain

and Jo laid the rustling sheets together with a careful hand, as one might shut the covers of a lovely romance, which holds the reader fast till the end comes, and he finds himself alone in the work-a-day world again.

I shall keep my book on the table here, and read a little every morning as soon as I wake, for I know it will do me good, and help me through the day.

books are always good company if you have the right sort. Let me pick out some for you.' And Mrs. Jo made a bee-line to the well-laden shelves, which were the joy of her heart and the comfort of her life.

The moment Aunt March took her nap, or was busy with company, Jo hurried to this quiet place, and curling herself up in the easy chair, devoured poetry, romance, history, travels, and pictures like a regular bookworm.

a love for good books was one of the best safeguards a man could have

The dim, dusty room, with the busts staring down from the tall bookcases, the cozy chairs, the globes, and best of all, the wilderness of books in which she could wander where she liked, made the library a region of bliss to her. The moment Aunt March took her nap, or was busy with company, Jo hurried to this quiet place, and curling herself up in the easy chair, devoured poetry, romance, history, travels, and pictures like a regular bookworm.

I suspect that the real attraction was a large library of fine books, which was left to dust and spiders since Uncle March died.

Christie loved books; and the attic next her own was full of them. To this store she found her way by a sort of instinct as sure as that which leads a fly to a honey-pot, and, finding many novels, she read her fill. This amusement lightened many heavy hours, peopled the silent house with troops of friends, and, for a time, was the joy of her life.

The dim, dusty room, with the busts staring down from the tall bookcases, the cosy chairs, the globes and, best of all, the wilderness of books, in which she could wader where she liked, made the library a region of bliss to her.

She is too fond of books and it has addled her mind.

study of Shakespeare helped her to read character, or

Finish it if you choose only remember, my girl, that one may read at forty what is unsafe at twenty, and that we never can be too careful what food we give that precious yet perilous thing called imagination.