If you are going to get anywhere in life you have to read a lot of books.
A multitude of books distracts the mind.
Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint.
The instruction we find in books is like fire. We fetch it from our neighbours, kindle it at home, communicate it to others, and it becomes the property of all.
I don’t care if a reader hates one of my stories, just as long as he finishes the book.
I love books.
Books are the best of things if well used; if abused, among the worst. They are good for nothing but to inspire. I had better never see a book than be warped by its attraction clean out of my own orbit, and made a satellite instead of a system.
All great literature is one of two stories; a man goes on a journey or a stranger comes to town.
The last book I read was the book I’ve been rereading most of my life, The Fountainhead.
What can we see, read, acquire, but ourselves. Take the book, my friend, and read your eyes out, you will never find there what I find.
Some books leave us free and some books make us free.
A truly good book teaches me better than to read it. I must soon lay it down, and commence living on its hint. What I began by reading, I must finish by acting.
Books must be read as deliberately and reservedly as they were written.
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray, go throw your TV set away, and in its place you can install, a lovely bookshelf on the wall.
When I look back, I am so impressed again with the life-giving power of literature. If I were a young person today, trying to gain a sense of myself in the world, I would do that again by reading, just as I did when I was young.
I haven’t any right to criticize books, and I don’t do it except when I hate them. I often want to criticize Jane Austen, but her books madden me so that I can’t conceal my frenzy from the reader; and therefore I have to stop every time I begin. Every time I read Pride and Prejudice I want to dig her up and beat her over the skull with her own shin-bone.
Whatever our fate is or may be, we have made it and do not complain of it. – Vronksy (Anna Karenina)
Classic – A book which people praise and don’t read.
The oldest books are still only just out to those who have not read them.
There are books which take rank in your life with parents and lovers and passionate experiences, so medicinal, so stringent, so revolutionary, so authoritative.
Make it a rule never to give a child a book you would not read yourself.
