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"The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty."
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"Dig within. Within is the wellspring of Good; and it is always ready to bubble up, if you just dig."
"There are two motives for reading a book; one, that you enjoy it; the other, that you can boast about it."
"As a reader you recognise that feeling when you're lost in a book? You know the one - when whatever's going on around you seems less real than what you're reading and all you want to do is keep going deeper into the story whether it's about being halfway up a mountain in Brazil in 1823 of in love with a man you aren't sure you can trust or fighting a war in the last human outpost, somewhere beyond the moon. Well, if you're writing that book it's real for you too."
"Reading books exposes us to the consistency and uniqueness of being human. Book reading is an investigatory process. We read books in order to encounter the orchestrated words that describe emotions and observations that we too have experienced but are unable to glean the right alignment of words that fully embody the resonance that we seek."
"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."
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"And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us."
"A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn't play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly."
"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul."
"I loved you without knowing it, and I looked for your memory.In empty houses I entered with a lantern to steal your portrait."
"Fear envelops bones like new skin,envelops blood with night's skin,the earth moves beneath the soles of the feet -it is not your hair but the terror in your head,like long hair made of vertical nails,and what you see are not shattered streets,but rather, within you, your own crushed walls,your frustrated infinity, again the city comescrashing down: in your silence, only water's threatis heard, and in the waterdrowned horses gallop through your death."
"Como se reparten el sol en el naranjo las naranjas?How do the oranges divide up sunlight in the orange tree?"
"I love you without knowing how, nor when, nor from where,I love you directly without problems or pride:I love you this way because I know no other way to love."
"I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases....."
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