#reading

But when your heart is tired and dumb, your soul has need of ease, There’s none like the quiet folk who wait in libraries– The counselors who never change, the friends who never go, The old books, the dear books that understand and know! ↗

— Margaret Widdemer

#reading #change

We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved by anyone again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt—I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamed. I felt I was dreaming and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted—and then I realized that truly I just wanted you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love #reading #romance #dreams

Continuous exercise can wear you down and wear you out. What once was a passion has now become just a chore that you dread. ↗

— Helen M. Ryan

#exercise #habits #not-wanting-to-exercise #change

Now, 75 years [after To Kill a Mockingbird], in an abundant society where people have laptops, cell phones, iPods, and minds like empty rooms, I still plod along with books. [Open Letter, O Magazine, July 2006] ↗

— Harper Lee

#communication #computers #critical-thinking #modern-life #reading

I can read lips. Especially if they have words tattooed on them. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#lips #mouth #reading #tattoo #words

That's it then. This is how it ends. I haven't even read Proust. ↗

— James Turner

#death #humor #reading #death

Above all things -- read. Read the great stylists who cannot be copied rather than the successful writers who must not be copied. ↗

— Ngaio Marsh

#models #reading #style #writing #death

Please bury me in the library With a dozen long-stemmed proses ↗

— J. Patrick Lewis

#death #library #reading #death

He was a very private person, and sometimes it seemed to me that he was no longer interested in the world or in other people... I got the feeling that Julián was living in the past, locked in his memories. Julián lived within himself, for his books and inside them - a comfortable prison of his own design." "You say this as if you envied him." "There are worse prisons than words. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#escape #literature #pain #prison #reading

How had it come about that these particular designs were chosen as our letters? Who decreed what sound would accompany each shape? And how was it decided the manner they would come together to form a word? 'Why is this so?' I demanded to know. ↗

— Theresa Breslin

#inquisition #learning #matteo #reading #sinistro-scribe