books

Don__ ever trust anyone who__ writing a book. They make up lies for a living.

If you're frightened of the countless number of books in the library, you'll never write anything, until you close your eyes and hold the pen.

Since when did books ever solve anything? They only raise more questions than they answer, otherwise they__e just fucking entertainment, and I am not here to fucking entertain you.

Great writers experience their dreams. They put them on paper, where others can read about them.

My only wish is to be buried with my books.

The lives great artists live and the books they write are two very different things.

People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continue to exist.

Forever encased in the amber of a writer's prose.

That__ another argument for writing: making something that outlasts you.

A book is a place where my reality, escapism, hope, despair, love and death lie.

If you write without reading, you will certainly have too many books without readers.

It's a phenomenal experience jumping from the devious mind of a sorceress bent on conquering the world to the compassionate musing of a queen capable of healing life with a touch__ll in a flicker of thought. That's why I love writing.

Books are the ultimate way for writers to reach immortality.

I read daily, not so much for the benefit of my writing, but because I am addicted to it. There is nothing in the world for me that compares to being lost in a really good novel. That said, reading is an absolute must if you want to write. It is a trite enough thing to say, but very true nonetheless. I cannot understand aspiring writers who email me for advice and freely admit that they read very little. I have learned something from every writer I have ever read. Sometimes I have done so consciously, picking up something about how to frame a scene, or seeing a new possibility with regards to structure, or interesting ways to write dialogue. Other times, I think, my collective reading experience affects my sensibilities and informs me in ways that I am not quite aware of, but in real ways that impact how I approach writing. The short of it is, as an aspiring writer, there is nothing as damaging to your credibility as saying that you don__ like to read

When my father first took me to Ennis Library I went down among the shelves and felt company, not only the company of writers, but the readers too, because they had lifted and opened and read these books. The books were worn in a way they can only get worn by hands and eyes and minds

I swooned again _ I had that moment of falling in love with reading again.

I believe that books, once they are written, have no need of their authors. If they have something to say, they will sooner or later find readers; if not, they won__. . . . I very much love those mysterious volumes, both ancient and modern, that have no definite author but have had and continue to have an intense life of their own. They seem to me a sort of nighttime miracle, like the gifts of the Befana, which I waited for as a child. . . . True miracles are the ones whose makers will never be known. . . .

Every writer dreams about the day they can step into their fiction and wander its hallways.