“...the air a library and the record of every life lived, every sentence spoken, every word transmitted still reverberating within it.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
We live through books; we have adventures in them, we lead alternative lives through them. We expand our memories through them. And… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“The dead are gone and so their power over the living is only temporary. You lose sleep, you lose appetite, but eventually… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“She said being able to give life was not something anyone should take for granted.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“It was hard to live through the early 1940s in France and not have the war be the center from which the… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
When people ask for book recommendations, I say this: Do some math. If you read one book every week for the rest… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
The preciousness of life and the changes of weather and the beauty of seasons - all those things have always sort of… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Life is wonderful and strange...and it’s also absolutely mundane and tiresome. It’s hilarious and it’s deadening. It’s a big, screwed-up morass of… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“I always thought, or imagined, that there were these invisible lines trembling in our wake, outlining our trajectories through life, throbbing with… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“This, perhaps, is how lives are measured, a series of abandonments that we hope beyond reason will eventually be reconciled.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Werner likes to crouch in his dormer and imagine radio waves like mile-long harp strings,bending and vibrating over Zollverein,flying through forests,through cities,through… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
We all come into existence as a single cell, smaller than a speck of dust. Much smaller. Divide. Multiply. Add and subtract.… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
So how, children, does the brain, which lives without a spark of light, build for us a world full of light? — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Every artist wants an audience, and it's incredible to me how books take on a life of their own and reach people… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“For a moment Zeno feels that he might be able to speak it into existence: if he says exactly the right words,… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Short stories are wonderful and extremely challenging, and the joy of them, because it only takes me three or four months to… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Hour by hour, minute by minute, I make decisions that seem like the right things to do at the time but which… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“If only life were like a Jules Verne novel, thinks Marie-Laure, and you could page ahead when you most needed to, and… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
I used to think...that I had to be careful with how much I lived. As if life was a pocketful of coins.… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Werner wonders in the dead of night, isn’t life a kind of corruption? A child is born, and the world sets in… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“A torrent of language, a spring off the near-infinite stream of confessions he had harbored half his life, all of hers.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
You bury your childhood here and there. It waits for you, all your life, to come back and dig it up. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“When I lost my sight, Werner, people said I was brave. When my father left, people said I was brave. But it… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“he moved neither forward nor backward in time, but merely endured variations of the same day over and over. Maybe he was the one… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Open your eyes, the Frenchman on the radio used to say, and see what you can with them before they close forever.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Just when we think we have a system, ...the system collapses. Just when we know our way around, we get lost. Just when we… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“An hour passed and another and then, like a glass of water overfilled - the meniscus inverting, going convex, gravity pulling at the edges,… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“For dinner, he orders wild boar cooked with fresh mushrooms. And a full bottle of Bordeaux. Especially during wartime, such things remain important. They… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Do you know what happens, Etienne,” says Madame Manec from the other side of the kitchen, “when you drop a frog in a pot… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“You ever hope for something so much? So much you can't sleep, so much your skull hurts? But the thing is, you don't even… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Hope was a sunrise, a friend in the alley, a whisper in an empty corridor.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Time is a slippery thing: lose hold of it once, and its string might sail out of your hands forever. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“...the air a library and the record of every life lived, every sentence spoken, every word transmitted still reverberating within it.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“silent desperation of everything they never said - gaps and absences in every conversation, the past circumscribing the present, the future hemming in the… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
