Quotes About Literature

Taki jest sens literatury, ?eby ci? wykolei?a z normalnej codzienno?ci, ?eby ci? wystrzeli?a w kosmos z tego zwyk?ego ?ycia, ?eby? si? nie da? udupi?. ?eby? nie s?ucha? rodziców, tylko ?eby? s?ucha? Martina Edena, bo jednak, z ca?ym szacunkiem dla rodziców, oferta, jak? on sk?ada, jest ciekawsza.

Po tym poznaje si? wielkich pisarzy, ?e wchodz? w twoj? pami?? bez ?ladu, jak cienka ig?a, ale ju? nigdy si? od nich nie uwolnisz.

Es gibt nun mal solche Bücher, die schon auf wenigen Seiten, in wenigen Sätzen eine so starke Welt evozieren, dass uns die "Fortsetzung" nicht mehr interessiert, die weitere Lektüre überflüssig oder gar unmöglich erscheint. Man hat einfach nicht mehr die Kraft dazu. Natürlich kommen wir irgendwann darauf zurück, um die nächste Dosis Rauschgift – oder Gift – zu konsumieren.

Reading is a broad church. But it is still a church.

On average, everyone has read The Da Vinci Code. You have probably read it. Even if you have not read it, statistically you have.

It occurred to me that I had been extraordinarily fortunate to have grown up in a prosperous country in an era when, for pretty much the first time in its history, I could read whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted to. And what had I done with this freedom? I had slowly, though unintentionally, abused it. My reading life had become an accumulation of bad habits, short cuts and lies.

The thing that chiefly struck me was the rarity of really bookish people.

The trouble with magical realism for me, as I suggested earlier, is that it is neither realistic nor magical.

All these sorts of book feature in The Year of Reading Dangerously, which could yet be called Fifty Shades of Great.

I wanted to possess all the books I had already read, as well as all those I had not - every book in the whole wide world, in other words.

When I was in my early twenties, it seemed like everyone I knew – every male, I should say – read Bukowski. These men of my acquaintance listened to the Go-Betweens, drank Guinness from a straight glass and loved Bukowski like little girls love ponies.

I never read. The paper or anything. I watch a lot of movies, and TV series and stuff. But I never, never read.

Al lector se le llenaron de pronto los ojos de lágrimas, y una voz cariñosa le susurró al oído: —¿Por qué lloras, si todo en este libro es de mentira? Y él respondió: —Lo sé; pero lo que yo siento es de verdad.

It is possible to be a great novelist - that is, to render a veracious account of your times - and a bad writer - that is, an incompetent practitioner of applied linguistics.

It was a real treat when he'd read me Daisy Miller out loud. But we'd reached the point in our relationship when, in a straight choice between him and Henry James, I'd have taken Henry James any day even if Henry James were dead and not much of a one for the girls when living, either.

The excremental enthusiasm of the libertines transforms the ordure in which they roll to a bed of roses.

Que yo y otras muchas mujeres vayamos buscando heroínas de cuento de hadas en los libros es otra versión del mismo proceso: deseo validar mi reivindicación a poseer una parte equitativa del futuro, y expreso para ello la exigencia de que me concedan la parte del pasado que me corresponde.

For most of human history, 'literature,' both fiction and poetry, has been narrated, not written — heard, not read. So fairy tales, folk tales, stories from the oral tradition, are all of them the most vital connection we have with the imaginations of the ordinary men and women whose labor created our world.

Now that," said Mrs. Morland, up in arms for seeing things straight, "is just rubbish. There isn't any good or bad taste about what books you read: it's what you like or don't like.

But the youngest grandson committed it all to memory so that he could show off in the literature lesson at school—which he did with such a horrid affection of angelic innocence that his long-suffering form-master could not find an outwardly valid excuse for keeping him in. But he evened the score by putting in the term's report that Crawley, S. A. (Septimus Arabin) would do better if he did not try to be funny.

Philip said that the older he got the more he realised that everyone in Dickens, without exception, was a real person, and quite a lot of them were among his friends.

That admirable woman thought so humbly of her own potboiling that to hear it stigmatised by a critic of Stoker's mental powers as rubbishy stuff didn't depress her in the least. If she could have made it more rubbishy, and so sold more thousands of copies than she did, she would willingly have done so, but the artist in her, on whose existence George Knox and Adrian always insisted, kept her standard up, firmly if spasmodically.

I am what is known as an omnivorous reader and it all goes right through me and out of my mouth.

I really like Septimus Heap. he is my favorite guy in the story. I should make you all read it.