Quotes About Books

By the way, I'm not usually attracted to danger," I said. "Up until now I've led a pretty boring life." "Boredom is good!" Dr. Rasman looked pleased. "Boredom is why God invented books. Are you still in your book club?

Lo que pasa es que se creen sabios -dice de golpe-. Se creeen sabios porque han juntado un montón de libros y se los han comido.

Quien más quien menos, mis cuatro primos carnales se dedican a la filosofía. Leen libros, discuten entre ellos y son admirados a distancia por el resto de la familia

La melancolía de una vida demasiado corta para tantas bibliotecas, etc. La falta de experiencia es inevitable, si leo a Joyce estoy sacrificando automáticamente otro libro y viceversa

No es por Horacio, amor, no es solamente por Horacio aunque él haya llegado como una especie de mensajero. A lo mejor si no hubiese llegado me habría ocurrido otra cosa parecida. Habría leído algún libro desencadenador, o me habría enamorado de otra mujer… esos pliegues de la vida, comprendrés, esas inesperadas mostraciones de algo que uno no se había sospechado y que de golpe ponen todo en crisis. Tendrías que comprender.

Realmente nu m? mâhneÅŸte din cale-afar? c? nu l-am citit pe Jouhandeau în întregime, cel mai mult m? încearca melancolia ca viaÅ£a e prea scurt? pentru atâtea biblioteci.

Qué me quedaba por hacer aparte de la música y los libros, sino llevar a las cosas a las amargas consecuencias finales más que previsibles, a menos que hubiera otra cosa, un atajo, una encrucijada en alguna parte, una última salida que me diera lo mío sin hacer pedazos lo de los demás

I sometimes longed for someone who, like me, had not adjusted perfectly with his age, and such a person was hard to find; but I soon discovered cats, in which I could imagine a condition like mine, and books, where I found it quite often.

Mis libros son mi pan, mi sombra, mi memoria, todo esto y más aún...

I certainly couldn't have survived my childhood without books. All that deprivation and pain--abuse, broken home, a runaway sister, a brother with cancer--the books allowed me to withstand. They sustained me. I read still, prolifically, with great passion, but never like I read in those days: in those days it was life or death.

Papi was a voracious reader, couldn't even go cheating without a paperback in his pocket.

The only thing that came close was how he felt about his books; only the combined love he had for everything he'd read and everything he hoped to write came even close.

What he used to feel for those girls he'd never really known was nothing compared to the amor he was carrying in his heart for Ana. It had the density of a dwarf-motherfucking-star and at times he was a hundred percent sure it would drive him mad. The only thing that came close was how he felt about books; only the combined love he had for everything he'd read and everything he hoped to write came even close.

He said books were more interesting than people.

Zander was always sneaking off to the library to get more books ... Guy would read anything. Said books were more interesting than people.

Said books were more interesting than people.

There was something in the pages of these books that had the power to make him feel better about things, a life raft to cling to before the dark currents of memory washed him downstream again, and on brighter days, he could even see himself going on this way for some time. A small but passable life. And then, of course, the end of the world happened.

Although Kurt Vonnegut may not be considered a humor writer, 'Breakfast of Champions' is one of the funniest books I've ever read.

People are often dismissive of librarians and libraries - as if the words are synonymous with boredom or timidity. But isn't that where the best stories are kept? Hidden away on the library bookshelves, lost and forgotten, waiting, waiting, until someone like me comes along, and wants to borrow them?

People are often dismissive of librarians and libraries....But isn't that where the best stories are kept? Hidden away on the library bookshelves, lost and forgotten, waiting, waiting, until someone like me comes along, and wants to borrow them.

La sección más importante de mi casa es la biblioteca, donde guardo verdaderos tesoros.

Libraries are the granary of the spirit, without which we could not survive the siege.

Gignomai took a book off the top of the pile, glanced at the spine (Caecilius on Prosody) and opened it. It began with a beautiful illuminated letter B and went downhill from there.

I mention this because that's how the world changes. It's either so quick that we never know what hit us, or so gradual that we don't notice. It's only later, when books are written and scholars decide what mattered and what didn't, that red lines are drawn