Quotes About Literature

At first, all is black and white. Black on white. That's where I'm walking, through pages. These pages. Sometimes it gets so that I have one foot in the pages and the words, and the other in what they speak of.

She gathered the books like clouds and words poured down like rain.

He watched them grow, until eventually, great forests of words had risen throughout Germany.... It was a nation of farmed thoughts.

No podía hacer nada contra la atracción que ejercían los libros sobre ella.

How many books had she touched? How many had she felt?

They were virtuosos of alliteration and didn't know it.

I just want to write someone's favorite book.

los libros y las palabras no sólo comenzaron a tener algún significado, sino que lo significaban todo.

I was always reading books when I should have been doing math and the rest of it.

Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately united by music, Max and Liesel were held together by the quiet gathering of words.

I have loved words, I have hated them, and I hope I have used them well.

His first plan of attack was to plant the words in as many areas of his homeland as possible. He planted them day and night, and cultivated them. He watched them grow, until eventually, great forests of words had risen throughout Germany.... it was a nation of farmed thoughts.

Sin embargo —seguramente por la atracción que ejercían los libros sobre ella— acabó entrando en la casa.

politics. Later, they read some more in bed, adhering to the tradition of circling the words she didn't know and

All afternoon, I read. I fall asleep once as well, no disrespect to the writers.

She remembered her books in the moments of worst sorrow, especially the ones that were made for her and the one that saved her life.

Hänen ensimmäinen hyökkäyssuunnitelmansa oli sellainen, että hän istutti kotimaahansa sanoja mahdollisimman monille alueille. Hän istutti yötä päivää ja hoiti niitä. Han katseli niiden kasvua, kunnes lopulta kaikkialle oli kohonnut suuria sanametsiä...Saksa oli viljeltyjen ajatusten maa.

The pages and the words are my world, spread out before your eyes and for your hands to touch.

Max, she said. He turned and briefly closed his eyes as the girl continued. 'There was once a strange, small man,' she said. Her arms were loose but her hands were fists at her side. But there was a word shaker, too.

Diese Bilder waren die Welt, und es brodelte in ihr, während sie inmitten der schönen Bücher mit ihren manikürten Titeln saß. Es kochte in ihr, während sie die Seiten anschaute, die bis zum Erbrechen voll mit Absätzen und Worten waren. Ihr Mistkerle, dachte sie. Ihr geliebten Mistkerle.

She seemed to collect the words in her hand, pat them together, and hurl them across the table.

It's mostly readers of my books who come to be with us. The tours become an extension of the books. Guests want to see the places I write about. They want to be where we are. I guess they want also to feel what I feel. They want to step through a magic door.

There is an impression abroad that literary folk are fast readers. Wine tasters are not heavy drinkers. Literary people read slowly because they sample the complex dimensions and flavors of words and phrases. They strive for totality not lineality. They are well aware that the words on the page have to be decanted with the utmost skill. Those who imagine they read only for content are illusioned.

Homer's Iliad was the cultural encyclopedia of pre-literate Greece, the didactic vehicle that provided men with guidance for the management of their spiritual, ethical, and social lives.