Books are my friends, my companions. They make me laugh and cry and find meaning in life.
That's the thing about books. They let you travel without moving your feet.
Good books don't give up all their secrets at once.
Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author's words reverberating in your head.
Think before you speak. Read before you think.
There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.
So, please, oh please, we beg, we pray, go throw your TV set away, and in its place you can install, a lovely bookcase on the wall.
Many people, myself among them, feel better at the mere sight of a book.
The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.
Books may well be the only true magic.