bookstores

The average buyer in bookshop spends 8 seconds on the front cover and 15 seconds on the back cover before deciding whether to purchase the book or not. On average, he does not get past page 18. See? The odds are stacked against us writers!

Altogether, I can't imagine technology replacing bookstores completely, any more than movies about a country replace going there.

Opportunity may knock only once but temptation leans on the door bell

A man who looks like Frodo just spent $150 on erotica books and asked for my phone number. I considered giving him yours just to spite you.

Judge not the value of a friend by the number of boy- or girlfriends they helped you get. But by the number of books they__e recommended to you.

To my mind there is nothing so beautiful or so provocative as a secondhand book store...To me it is astonishing and miraculous to think that any one of us can poke among the stalls for something to read overnight--and that this something may be the sum of a lifetime of sweat, tears, and genius that some poor, struggling, blessed fellow expended trying to teach us the truth.

Reading for enjoyment won't die altogether, but this Ereader device has the potential to repel those less imaginative from fiction. And that could have an undesirable domino effect.

What is childhood without stories? And how will children fall in love with stories without bookstores? You can't get that from a computer.

Lover of books, lover of knowledge.

Until a man begins to read, then He will discover himself.

I am happy to have all the books I need to read.

I wish to continue reading.

The pleasure of reading is the greatest solitude.

Nobody steals books except kleptomaniacs and university students. In most places you can leave a book on the street and come back for in the next day.

The truly wide taste in reading is that which enables a man to find something for his needs on the sixpenny tray outside any secondhand bookshop.

Do you believe that every story must have a beginning and an end? In ancient times a story could end only in tow ways: having passed all the tests, the hero and the heroine married, or else they died. The ultimate meaning to which all stories refer has two faces: the continuity of life, the inevitability of death.

In those days, there was no money to buy books.

I thought of the cool, fresh air of the city I'd always dreamed of living in. The art museums and trolleys and the mysterious fog that blanketed it. I could almost smell the cappuccinos I'd planned to drink in bohemian cafes or hear the indie music in the bookstores I would spend my free time in. I pictured the friends I'd make, my kindred art people, and the dorm room I was supposed to move into.