books

Only you can know the difference between your wants and your needs, and your sacrifice of your life's time to both.

I left the bankbecause they wouldn__ deposit my cheque of poems.So I went to the store,but they didn__ acceptmy currency of words.So I boxed all my storiesand took them to charity.But they refused my donation and asked me to give blood instead.I opened the notebooks and made them look, 'What do you think I wrote these in?

I write so I don__ call you.

A book is a collected thoughts and lessons in one place, a quote is a lesson which is learnt.

There are times when I think that the ideal library is composed solely of reference books. They are like understanding friends__lways ready to meet your mood, always ready to change the subject when you have had enough of this or that.

Saint John, in a moment of confusion, tells us not to love the world because "all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life,is not of the Father, but is of the world." This injunction is at best a paradox. Our humble and astonishing inheritance is the world and only the world, whose existence we constantly test (and prove) by telling ourselves stories about it. The suspicion that we and the world are made in the image of something wonderfully and chaotically coherent far beyond our grasp, of which we are also part; the hope that our exploded cosmos and we, its stardust, have an ineffable meaning and method; the delight in retelling the old metaphor of the world as a book we read and in which we too are read; the conceit that what we can know of reality is an imagination made of language _ all this finds its material manifestation in that self-portrait we call a library. And our love for it, and our lust to see more of it, and our pride in its accomplishments as we wander through shelves full of books that promise more and more delights, are among our happiest, most moving proofs of possessing, in spite of all the miseries and sorrows of this life, a more intimate, consolatory, perhaps redeeming faith in a method behind the madness than any jealous deity could wish upon us.

Teams that spend a lot of time learning the tricks of the trade will probably never really learn the trade.

The paper is my savior, the pen my blood, to words that shed my world.

The world promises you so much...and leaves you empty. God's promises are for real and forever.

Simple minded people do things like gossip, lie, spread rumors, and cause troubles. But, I know you're more intelligent.

I cannot explain love. I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you. That you were the center of everything I did and felt and thought.

I rely on a backbone of books and, for the most part, it's enough to keep me quiet, half-drugged with dreams of imaginary worlds.

If I send all the books that I faithfully wrote overseas, would that, for any chance, be considered work-shipping??

You're the one who says books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them...

This dwarf still observes the world from his own self-imposed height.

Banning books is just another form of bullying. It's all about fear and an assumption of power. The key is to address the fear and deny the power.

In order to protect their good names for posterity, many writers never wrote what they thought or the truth as it stood. That's why truth still lies hidden in matters of power, sex and religion. No wonder they chose to do so, many who dared paid with their heads

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