“There had been a time when words had been the only place he could find solace. No book ever lost patience with… — Leigh Bardugo Copy Share Image
“The cats are asleep at the end of my bed and all around me, the thundery silence of L'Escarènere, caught at last… — Patricia Duncker Copy Share Image
“To whom do books belong? The books we read and the books we write are both ours and not ours. They're also… — Pamela Paul Copy Share Image
“I have grown to realize that there are very few impossibilities in our world.” — Erin Forbes Copy Share Image
No matter how tiny you look, you can lead huge men if you have what the huge men don't have. — Michael Bassey Johnson Copy Share Image
“All of us are writers reading other people's writing, turning pages or clicking to the next screen with pleasure and admiration. All… — Pamela Paul Copy Share Image
“Whenever one of us introduced an old favorite, we savored the other's first delight like a shared meal eaten with a newly… — Pamela Paul Copy Share Image
“This is every reader's catch-22: the more you read, the more you realize you haven't read; the more you yearn to read… — Pamela Paul Copy Share Image
“Delighted," Jess said. "I think all houses should be stuffed with books. It makes them--" "Homes?" the doctor finished. "You are quite… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
“They were just so different, and she kept wondering if he'd realize this was a mistake at some point; if, once she… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“She decided at once that she and the boy were cut of the same bookish cloth, and could quite possibly become co-conspirators.” — Jordan Stratford Copy Share Image
“Why, he was so handsome and brave that no one would ever have suspected that he was bookish!” — Gerald Morris Copy Share Image
“Books gnaw at me from around the edges of my life, demanding more time and attention. I am always left hungry.” — Pamela Paul Copy Share Image
“She was a poetry book with the wrong dust jacket, shelved in the Reference section.” — Joyce Rachelle Copy Share Image
“And to love such a librarian requires a surrendering to her eccentricities, a bowing to her pathological quietness, an obeisance to a… — Jesse Giles Christiansen Copy Share Image
