Quotes About Books

My local library was whole shelves in the older children's section on vampires and demons — and not a single sensible psychic advice book.

He pulled her closer and she felt the bulge in his jeans. "I never knew books were so sexy." "You got turned on today by a bologna sandwich, too." She wrapped her arms around his waist. "I don't think it's the books." "You're right. Maybe it's not the books or the bologna." He leaned lower. "Maybe it's not." She rose up on her tiptoes, closer to his tempting mouth. He groaned and closed the small distance between them, backing her up against the shelves as his lips covered hers.

Books were heavy shit. Next time he offered to move someone, he'd make sure the person was less of an intellectual.

In early days, I tried not to give librarians any trouble, which was where I made my primary mistake. Librarians like to be given trouble; they exist for it, they are geared to it. For the location of a mislaid volume, an uncatalogued item, your good librarian has a ferret's nose. Give her a scent and she jumps the leash, her eye bright with battle.

I just don't understand why some people think that every book you read ought to be "improving". No one goes to the cinema with the sole aim of having their mind expanded – entertainment is a fine raison d'etre for films so why not books?

This is not a sales call, Mr. Farrelly. I do people's books and taxes. I don't sell young men. Nat is a grown man. He can speak for himself. If you want to know more about him, why not ask him directly? He's sitting right over there.

She sounds like someone who spends a lot of time in libraries, which are the best sorts of people.

Stories have a way of changing faces. They are unruly things, undisciplined, given to delinquency and the throwing of erasers. This is why we must close them up into thick, solid books, so they cannot get out and cause trouble.

A library is never complete. That's the joy of it. We are always seeking one more book to add to our collection.

I have all the books I could need, and what more could I need than books?

One: A Library Is the Size of the Universe and the Universe Is the Size of a Library. Two: Everyone Is Looking for a Book Strong Enough to Change Them. Three: Books Operate Under Unstable Physicks so Turn out the Lights when You Lock Up.

All Librarians are Secret Masters of Severe Magic. Goes with the territory.

Tamburlaine's house seemed more a place where books kept their people than where people kept their books.

I have all the books I could need, and what more could I need than books? I shall only engage in commerce if books are the coin.

What is it, Master Calligrapher, that little girls do in the way that spiders weave?" sleeve asked primly. The Calligrapher coughed, for his room was very dusty, and there was dust even on his eyelashes, and said: "It is right and proper," he said, "for a girl to read as many books as there are bricks in this city, and then, when she is finished, to begin to write new ones which are made out of the old ones, as this city is made of those stones.

Everyone Is Looking for a Book Strong Enough to Change Them.

But no one may know the shape of the tale in which they move. And, perhaps, we do not truly know what sort of beast it is, either. Stories have a way of changing faces. They are unruly things, undisciplined, given to delinquency and the throwing of erasers. This is why we must close them up into thick, solid books, so they cannot get out and cause trouble.

The calligrapher coughed, for his room was very dusty, and there was dust even on his eyelashes, and said: "It is right and proper," he said, "for a girl to read as many books as there are bricks in this city, and then, when she is finished, to begin to write new ones which are made out of the old ones, as this city is made of those stones.

A silent Library is a sad Library. A Library without patrons on whom to pile books and tales and knowing and magazines full of up-to-the-minute politickal fashions and atlases and plays in pentameter! A Library should be full of exclamations!

Over in the refrigerated section hang lies told so long ago and so often that they turned into the truth and get taught in history books.

Of course, we would like to tell her which. But no one may know the shape of the tale in which they move. And, perhaps, we do not truly know what sort of beast it is, either. Stories have a way of changing faces. They are unruly things, undisciplined, given to delinquency and the throwing of erasers. This is why we must close them up into thick, solid books, so they cannot get out and cause trouble.

Wouldn't you like to have comrades?' But she would not like that. She wanted only to rest and to read her old, rain-swollen books, turning the pages carefully, so carefully.

Perhaps, if hunting had occurred, they had hunted each other through the stacks of books, sending warning shots of Shakespeare over one another's heads.

Lugudel on kombeks oma iseloomu muuta. Nad on taltsutamatud, nad ei allu reeglitele ja kalduvad huligaansusele ja kustutuskummide loopimisele. Sellepärast tuleb nad paksudesse, rasketesse raamatutesse kinni panna, et nad ei pääseks välja ega teeks pahandust.