Slowly, like a movie fade out, the real world evaporates. I'm alone, inside the world of the story. My favorite feeling in the world.
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Quotes tagged ‘Book Lover’
Books are like seeds: they come to life when you read them & grow spines & leaves. I need trees around me as I need books around me, so building bookshelves is something like planting trees.
...her dearest friends are characters in books.
For the reader, a work of art can make a kind of mantra: by giving form to devastation, the poem rescues the reader from a darkness without shape or gravity; it is an island in a free fall; it becomes his companion in grief, his rescuer, a proof that suffering can be made somehow to yield meaning.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve. Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she…
Reading—it’s the third best thing to do in bed.
I owe everything I am and everything I will ever be to books.
That’s the beauty of books. In so many ways, they never really end.
What on earth could be more luxurious than a sofa, a book, and a cup of coffee?
Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
He loved books; books are cold but safe friends.
If you go to someone’s house and they don’t have any books don’t [sleep with] them.
And when I was young, did I ever tell you, I always wanted to get inside a book and never come out again? I loved reading so much I wanted to be a part of it, and there were some books I could have stayed in for ever.
Once you have read a book you care about, some part of it is always with you.
Sometimes you read a book so special that you want to carry it around with you for months after you’ve finished just to stay near it.
And when I was young, did I ever tell you, I always wanted to get inside a book and never come out again? I loved reading so much I wanted to be a part of it, and there were some books I could have stayed in for ever.
All that I know about my life, it seems, I have learned in books.
I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.
The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.
When I look at my room, I see a girl who loves books.