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If you want to be a good actor or director, firstly see life, secondly see films and thirdly read books!

Books are like ice cream there is a flavor for everyone!

No, but I do read a lot. I love to read. I could read for days and never stop. I use to be such a bookworm. I would barely look up to notice much of anything.

School did give me one of the greatest gifts of my life, though. I learned how to read, and for that I remain thankful. I would have died otherwise. As soon as I was able, I read, alone. Under the covers with a flashlight or in my corner of the attic__ sought solace in books. It was from books that I started to get an inkling of the kinds of assholes I was dealing with. I found allies too, in books, characters my age who were going through or had triumphed against the same bullshit.

I realise people exist who don't read. But it's like I knew there were people who didn't breathe or eat: I can't imagine a life like that.

Good books make you ask questions. Bad readers want everything answered.

I__ trying in all my stories to get the feeling of the actual life across__ot to just depict life__r criticize it__ut to actually make it alive. So that when you have read something by me you actually experience the thing. You can__ do this without putting in the bad and the ugly as well as what is beautiful. Because if it is all beautiful you can__ believe in it. Things aren__ that way.

On getting lost in a book. Set adriftA life unknownConnections formLove is sewn

I would rather read a mediocre book than waste time sitting around with people making small talk.

Certain bookworms eat books. Eat them, swear in them, spill things on them.

If you cannot read all your books, at any rate handle, or as it were, fondle them _ peer into them, let them fall open where they will, read from the first sentence that arrests the eye, set them back on the shelves with your own hands, arrange them on your own plan so that if you do not know what is in them, you at least know where they are. Let them be your friends; let them at any rate be your acquaintances. If they cannot enter the circle of your life, do not deny them at least a nod of recognition.

Digestion of words as well; I often read aloud to myself in my writing corner in the library, where no one can hear me, for the sake of better savouring the text, so as to make it all the more mine.

My books hold between their covers every story I've ever known and still remember, or have now forgotten, or may one day read; they fill the space around me with ancient and new voices.

The library was a little old shabby place. Francie thought it was beautiful. The feeling she had about it was as good as the feeling she had about church. She pushed open the door and went in. She liked the combined smell of worn leather bindings, library past and freshly inked stamping pads better than she liked the smell of burning incense at high mass.

I don't remember ever feeling lonely; in fact, on the rare occasions when I met other children I found their games and their talk far less interesting than the adventures and dialogues I read in my books.

What refuge is there for the victim who is oppressed with the feeling that there are a thousand new books he ought to read, while life is only long enough for him to attempt to read a hundred?

Generally speaking, books don't cause much harm. Except when you read them, that is. Then they cause all kinds of problems.

Some of these things are true and some of them lies. But they are all good stories.