Quotes About Library

I'm afraid I've degenerated into a bibliophile.

Not anymore. I'm afraid I've degenerated into a bibliophile. A what? asked Eragon. One who loves books, explained Jeod.

Buku seharusnya berada di tangan yang paling bisa menghargainya, dan tidak hanya diletakkan tanpa dibaca, mengumpulkan debu dalam lemari yang terlupakan.

Books should go where they will be most appreciated, and not sit unread, gathering dust on a forgotten shelf

Los libros deberían de ir a parar donde más valor se les dé, y no deben quedar almacenados, acumulando polvo en algún estante olvidado.

Bücher sollten dort sein, wo sie am meisten gewürdigt werden, und nicht ungelesen in irgendeinem Regal stehen und Staub ansetzen, findest du nicht auch?

There's another thing that's strange about a library, it seems like time flies when you are in one.

And when you are done with the book bring it back and I have something special for you!" She had a huge smile on her face. I said, "Thank you, ma'am," but I didn't get too excited ' cause I know the kind of things librarians think are special.

I went to work at the library. I know that sounds crazy but I didn't know where else to go. Besides, at the library I was constantly surrounded by people. And I loved my job, surrounded by so many books, so many lives, so much of the past.

You need a good memory to use the library. How else do you find a book again after you've read it?" - Tayend

You took your time getting here, Ambassador," he said. "Don't blame me. You Elynes should have built your city closer to the library." "Now there's a good idea. I'll suggest it to the King next time I attend court." "You never attend court." "That's right." Tayend smiled.

The visitor enters and says, What a lot of books! Have you read them all? ...The best answer is the one always used by Roberto Leydi: And more, dear sir, many more, which freezes the adversary and plunges him into a state of awed admiration. But I find it merciless and angst-generating. Now I have fallen back on the riposte: No, these are the ones I have to read by the end of the month. I keep the others in my office.

At the end of my patient reconstruction, I had before me a kind of lesser library, a symbol of the greater, vanished one: a library made up of fragments, quotations, unfinished sentences, amputated stumps of books.

You must consider that the librarian (if not overworked or neurotic) is happy when he can demonstrate two things: the quality of his memory and erudition and the richness of his library, especially if it is small. The more isolated and disregarded the library, the more the librarian is consumed with sorrow for its underestimation. A person who asks for help makes the librarian happy.

The good of a book lies in its being read. A book is made up of signs that speak of other signs, which in their turn speak of things. Without an eye to read them, a book contains signs that produce no concepts; therefore it is dumb. This library was perhaps born to save the books it houses, but now it lives to bury them. This is why it has become a sink of iniquity.

Now I realized that not infrequently books speak of books: it is as if they spoke among themselves. In the light of this reflection, the library seemed all the more disturbing to me. It was then the place of a long, centuries-old murmuring, an imperceptible dialogue between one parchment and another, a living thing, a receptacle of powers not to be ruled by a human mind, a treasure of secrets emanated by many minds, surviving the death of those who had produced them or had been their conveyors.

RzeczywiÅ›cie, czÄ™sto siÄ™ zdarza, ?e idzie siÄ™ do biblioteki, bo chce siÄ™ ksi??kÄ™ o znanym tytule, ale gÅ'ównÄ… funkcjÄ… biblioteki, a przynajmniej funkcjÄ… biblioteki w moim domu i w domach wszystkich znajomych, jakich mo?emy odwiedza?, jest odkrywanie ksi??ek, których istnienia siÄ™ nie podejrzewaÅ'o, a które, jak siÄ™ okazuje, sÄ… dla nas niezwykle wa?ne.

Umberto Eco is the owner of a large personal library of almost 30,000 books that he has not read. [To him] read books are far less valuable than unread ones.

And is a library, then, an instrument not for distributing the truth but for delaying its appearance?

Wo er einen Kopf haben sollte, hat er einen alten Bücherschrank. Einen wurmstichigen.

Kitapl?k hem gerçeÄŸin hem de yan?lg?n?n kan?t?d?r.

In the light of this reflection, the library seemed all the more disturbing to me. It was then the place of a long, centuries-old murmuring, an imperceptible dialogue between one parchment and another, a living thing, a receptacle of powers not to be ruled by a human mind, a treasure of secrets emanated by many minds, surviving the death of those who had produced them or had been their conveyors.

El bien de un libro consiste en ser leído. Un libro está hecho de signos que hablan de otros signos, que, a su vez, hablan de las cosas Sin unos ojos que lo lean, un libro contiene signos que no producen conceptos. Y por tanto, es mudo. Quizá la biblioteca haya nacido para salvar los libros que contiene, pero ahora vive para mantenerlos sepultados.

De ideale functie van een bibliotheek is om een beetje te lijken op de kraam van een bouquiniste, de ideale plek voor trouvailles.