I like to imagine that, on the day after my last, my library and I will crumble together, so that even when I am no more I'll still be with my books.
Evil requires no reason.
Every reader has found charms by which to secure possession of a page that, by magic, becomes as if never read before, fresh and immaculate.
أصبحت كتبي هي موطني الثابت الوحيد، حيث كنت أستطيع أن أتحرك داخلها في أي وقت أشاء، وحسب ما تشتهيه رغباتي وميولي.
Libraries are not, never will be, used by everyone.
In the dark, with the windows lit and the rows of books glittering, the library is a closed space, a universe of self-serving rules that pretend to replace or translate those of the shapeless universe...
Immaterial as water, too vast for any mortal apprehension, the Web's outstanding qualities allow us to confuse the ungraspable with the eternal.
But at night, when the library lamps are lit, the outside world disappears and nothing but the space of books remains in existence.
Books are our best possessions in life, they are our immortality.
All these are readers, and their gestures, their craft, the pleasure, the responsibility and the power they derive from reading, are common with mine. I am not alone.
القراءة الصامتة كانت من الأمور غير المألوفة، أي أن المرء كان يقرأ بصوت عال.
The thing is, I don’t know if these stories he was telling were mine, or his, or someone else’s. You spend your life among words, listening, making sense out of what you say and out of what you imagin...
Rooms, corridors, bookcases, shelves, filing cards, and computerized catalogues assume that the subjects on which our thoughts dwell are actual entities, and through this assumption a certain book may...
My library was to me an utterly private space that both enclosed and mirrored me.
However readers make a book theirs, the end is that book and reader become one. The world that is a book is devoured by a reader who is a letter in the world's text; thus a circular metaphor is create...
Books may not change our suffering, books may not protect us from evil, books may not tell us what is good or what is beautiful, and they will certainly not shield us from the common fate of the grave...
يظهر هذا في أن نفس الصفحة من الكتاب تدفع أحد القراء إلى التشكك في عقله والقارئ الآخر للضحك
القناعة تعني نقصًا معينًا في الفضول.
Words tell us what we, as a society, believe the world to be
Hier in Buenos Aires träume ich auf Spanisch von Menschen, die nicht sprechen und mich nicht hören - und immer von der Stadt, wie ich sie früher kannte, niemals, wie sie heute ist.
