Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't.
She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain.
In the case of good books, the point is not to see how many of them you can get through, but rather how many can get through to you.
What I say is, a town isnβt a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless itβs got a bookstore, it knows itβs not foolinβ a soul.
Books are the mirrors of the soul.
Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.
We live for books.
If you go home with somebody, and they don't have books, don't fuck 'em!
Reading one book is like eating one potato chip.
I read a book one day and my whole life was changed.
I don't believe in the kind of magic in my books. But I do believe something very magical can happen when you read a good book.
but for my own part, if a book is well written, I always find it too short.
I cannot remember the books I've read any more than the meals I have eaten; even so, they have made me.
After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.
A book, too, can be a star, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.
A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.
Books have a unique way of stopping time in a particular moment and saying: Letβs not forget this.
There are no faster or firmer friendships than those formed between people who love the same books.
And on the subject of burning books: I want to congratulate librarians, not famous for their physical strength or their powerful political connections or their great wealth, who, all over this country, have staunchly resisted anti-democratic bullies who have tried to remove certain books from their shelves, and have refused to reveal to thought police the names of persons who have checked out those titles. So the America I loved still exists, if not in the White House or the Supreme Court or the Senate or the House of Representatives or the media. The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries.
Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.