Quotes About Books

Nice tights," I snorted. Or I tried to snort, anyway. I'm not exactly sure how, though people in books are always doing it.

Life was a too-tall stack of books that had started to lean to one side, and each new day was another book on top.

Many of the books on my list are, in my opinion, amazing. Some I didn't like. But I give them all five stars, because stars make people - including me -- happy.

Dad is looking at the bookshelves, deep in thought, deciding which book should go where. Once, Mom came home from work and discovered that he had turned all the books around so that the bindings were against the wall and the pages faced out. He said it was calming not to have all those words floating around and "creating static." Mom made him turn them back. She said it was too hard to find a book when she couldn't read the titles. Then she poured herself a big glass of wine.

And books all over the floor, some stacked in piles, some worn-looking, some brand-new, some splayed upside down, some sliding off the pink bedside table next to the lamp with the orange fabric shade.

But Bridge understood that life didn't balance anymore. Life was a too-tall stack of books that had started to lean to one side, and each new day was another book on top.

Books, games, jigsaws, as well as the soaring fells and sparkling lakes that would revive their spirits beyond all imagining.

Sidda can't help herself. She just loves books. Loves the way they feel, the way they smell, loves the black letters marching across the white pages...

His eyes gravitated towards the wall-to-wall bookshelf at one end of the room. 'You folks like books, I see.

You know a lot of things, Uncle,' Gillian said, patting him on the shoulder as if he were a noble steed. 'Learned form books,' Clay promised her. 'You'll know as much once you read more of them. In fact, you'll know more than I do, because new books are always being written.

There are books that I own that somehow even without reading them they mean something to me. So I think people have a relationship with books in a library whether you've come specifically to read them or not.

The reading of all good books is indeed like a conversation with the noblest men of past centuries who were the authors of them, nay a carefully studied conversation, in which they reveal to us none but the best of their thoughts.

Bad books engender bad habits, but bad habits engender good books.

La lecture de tous les bons livres est comme une conversation avec les plus honnêtes gens des siècles passés.

Even if all knowledge could be found in books, where it is mixed in with so many useless things and confusingly heaped in such large volumes, it would take longer to read those books than we have to live in this life and more effort to select the useful things than to find them oneself

That the reading of good books, is like the conversation with the honestest persons of the past age, who were the Authors of them, and even a studyed conversation, wherein they discover to us the best only of their thoughts. That eloquence hath forces & beauties which are incomparable.

la lectura de todos los buenos libros es como una conversación con los mejores ingenios de los pasados siglos

I was aware that the reading of all good books is indeed like a conversation with the noblest men of past centuries who were the authors of them, nay a carefully studied conversation, in which they reveal to us none but the best of thoughts.

The reading of all good books is indeed like a conversation with the noblest men of past centuries who were the authors of them, nay a carefully studied conversation, and which they revealed to us none but their best thoughts

The reading of all good books is like conversation with the finest men of past centuries.

Is it conceivable to western minds that a mere treatise on grammar or geography, or even on commerce, should at the same time possess another meaning that makes it an initiatic work of great importance ? So it is nonetheless, and these are not chance examples; these three cases are from books that very really exist and that we actually have in our hands. [...]

Di me due libri soltanto due libri ti restano. Verrò a prenderli un giorno e ti dirò che ho girato il mondo confuso nel tuo ricordo e ho amato tutto ciò che incontravo per disperdermi: e dirò che mi hai rubato Montale e il senno in un giorno di sole.

After a time, it seemed that the world inside the books became my world. So when I thought of my childhood, it was dandelion wine and ice cream on a summer porch, like Ray Bradbury, and catching catfish with Huck Finn. My own memories receded and the book memories became the real memories, far more than the outside, far more even than in here. B

You are timid and vengeless. When you first saw that word you were in short pants and numberless words in the books you read were strange and thrilling.