Quotes About Reading

Nuestra reacción ante la lectura está más en la función de lo que sucede en nuestro interior que del contenido del libro... Los libros reposan en espera de que estemos preparados.

Q: Why did blondes vote for Clinton? A: They didn't know how to read and thought she can make their life hilarious!

My own opinion is, that however this one-sided horn may really be used by the Narwhal—however that may be—it would certainly be very convenient to him for a folder in reading pamphlets.

He loved books, never going to sea without a newly replenished library, compact but of the best.

This life is slow suicide, unless you read." "Roland

She had been reading sociology and was full of terms like anomy, other-directedness, acculturation, and similar jawbreakers, which she got off with athletic ease.

There is no more fatal fault in the reading of history, nor any illusion to which the human mind is more prone. To read the remote past in the light of the recent past; to think the process of the one towards the other inevitable; to regard the whole matter as a slow inexorable process, independent of the human will, still suits the materialist pantheism of our time.

all good stories must have religion, royalty, sex, and mystery. She figured she'd have a good two hours to read her Harlequin, said my grandmother. Well, little Suzy walked up to her desk one minute later, said she was finished, and handed her the paper. 'That's impossible,' said the teacher, who looked down and read the story: 'My god, said the Princess, I'm pregnant, whodunit?

reading of birds could not keep off dark destruction

Yet his reading of birds could not keep off dark destruction

We need to create a culture in this country in which reading and resistance go hand-in-hand.

I knew right there in prison that reading had changed forever the course of my life. As I see it today, the ability to read awoke inside me some long dormant craving to be mentally alive. . . . My homemade education gave me, with every additional book I read, a little bit more sensitivity to the deafness, dumbness, and blindness that was affecting the black race in America. The Autobiography of Malcolm X

I read anything I saw lying around. Pulp fiction, great literature and everything in between - I gave them all the same rough treatment.

My ideal state as a reader when I'm reading other people is feeling I'm vaguely wasting my time when I'm not reading that novel.

If someone where playing tennis you wouldn't walk onto the court and begin to have a conversion with them, likewise I think reading is at least as important as a game of tennis.

Now that Stephen had joined the throng he expected, with so much reading and talking and listening behind him, to be an expert, like everybody else. But it was as if he were trying to write afresh a book that had already been written. The ground was so well prepared, planted up with myth and cliché, and the tradition so firmly established, that he could no more think clearly about his own situation than a medieval painter could, by taking thought, invent perspective.

But Clive stared at the empty seat opposite, lost to the self-punishing convolutions of his fervent social accounting, unknowingly bending and coloring the past through the prism of his unhappiness. Other thoughts diverted him occasionally, and for periods he read, but this was the theme of his northward journey, the long and studied redefinition of a friendship.

He always had a paperback book, usually history, in his jacket pocket in case he found himself in a queue or a waiting room. He marked what he read with a pencil stub.

I experienced only the glow of an extraordinary reading experience, a form of profound gratitude familiar to all who love literature.

Reading was my way of not thinking about maths. More than that (or do I mean less?), it was my way of not thinking.

We have many shelves of poetry at home, but still, it takes an effort to step out of the daily narrative of existence, draw that neglected cloak of stillness around you — and concentrate, if only for three or four minutes. Perhaps the greatest reading pleasure has an element of self-annihilation. To be so engrossed that you barely know you exist.

Everyone loved a good reader. And he'd always loved being a great reader - until recently. Maybe it was just part of getting older, or maybe it was being a librarian, or just being here, but lately he'd found he was becoming suspicious of his own love of books. All that reading - it had started to seem wrong, worthless almost, without purpose.

the kind of child who seemed to start reading without anyone realising or noticing

I like home. It's warm and there are books.