Library
Quotes - Your library is your paradise
“Never
lend books, for no one ever returns them; the only books I have in my library
are books that other folks have lent me.”
―
Anatole France
“Me,
poor man, my library
Was
dukedom large enough.”
―
William Shakespeare, The Tempest
“We
may sit in our library and yet be in all quarters of the earth.”
―
John Lubbock, The Pleasures of Life
“What
a school thinks about its library is a measure of what it feels about
education.”
―
Harold Howe
“In
the library I felt better, words you could trust and look at till you
understood them, they couldn't change half way through a sentence like people,
so it was easier to spot a lie.”
―
Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit
“Your
library is your paradise.”
―
Desiderius Erasmus
“I
attempted briefly to consecrate myself in the public library, believing every
crack in my soul could be chinked with a book.”
―
Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible
“Come
with me,' Mom says.
To
the library.
Books
and summertime
go
together.”
―
Lisa Schroeder, I Heart You, You Haunt Me
“Until
then I had thought each book spoke of the things, human or divine, that lie
outside books. Now I realized that not infrequently books speak of books: it is
as if they spoke among themselves. In the light of this reflection, the library
seemed all the more disturbing to me. It was then the place of a long,
centuries-old murmuring, an imperceptible dialogue between one parchment and
another, a living thing, a receptacle of powers not to be ruled by a human
mind, a treasure of secrets emanated by many minds, surviving the death of
those who had produced them or had been their conveyors.”
―
Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose
“What
in the world would we do without our libraries?”
―
Katharine Hepburn
“I
received the fundamentals of my education in school, but that was not enough.
My real education, the superstructure, the details, the true architecture, I
got out of the public library. For an impoverished child whose family could not
afford to buy books, the library was the open door to wonder and achievement,
and I can never be sufficiently grateful that I had the wit to charge through
that door and make the most of it. Now, when I read constantly about the way in
which library funds are being cut and cut, I can only think that the door is
closing and that American society has found one more way to destroy itself.”
―
Isaac Asimov, I. Asimov: A Memoir
“A
library is like an island in the middle of a vast sea of ignorance,
particularly if the library is very tall and the surrounding area has been
flooded.”
―
Daniel Handler
“I
had found my religion: nothing seemed more important to me than a book. I saw
the library as a temple.”
―
Jean-Paul Sartre, The Words: The Autobiography of Jean-Paul Sartre
“A
library in the middle of a community is a cross between an emergency exit, a
life-raft and a festival. They are cathedrals of the mind; hospitals of the
soul; theme parks of the imagination. On a cold rainy island, they are the only
sheltered public spaces where you are not a consumer, but a citizen instead”
―
Caitlin Moran
“If
your library is not "unsafe," it probably isn't doing its job.”
―
John Berry
“Libraries
raised me.”
―
Ray Bradbury
“A
public library is the most democratic thing in the world. What can be found
there has undone dictators and tyrants: demagogues can persecute writers and
tell them what to write as much as they like, but they cannot vanish what has
been written in the past, though they try often enough...People who love
literature have at least part of their minds immune from indoctrination. If you
read, you can learn to think for yourself.”
―
Doris Lessing
“She'd
absolutely adored the library_an entire building where anyone could take things
they didn't own and feel no remorse about it.”
―
Ally Carter, Heist Society
“Libraries
store the energy that fuels the imagination. They open up windows to the world
and inspire us to explore and achieve, and contribute to improving our quality
of life. Libraries change lives for the better.”
― Sidney
Sheldon
“For
him that stealeth, or borroweth and returneth not, this book from its owner,
let it change into a serpent in his hand and rend him.
Let
him be struck with palsy, and all his members blasted.
Let
him languish in pain, crying aloud for mercy, and let there be no surcease to
this agony till he sing in dissolution.
Let
bookworms gnaw his entrails in token of the worm that dieth not, and when at
last he goeth to his last punishment, let the flames of hell consume him for
ever.
Curse
on book thieves, from the monastery of San Pedro, Barcelona, Spain”
―
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
