Bibliophilia Quote by Geraldine Brooks Download Open image ““Until you opened it, the book was nothing that an untrained eye would look twice at.”” — Geraldine Brooks ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bibliophilia Book Books
“That was one thing about books: once you read them they couldn’t be unread.” — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“and he glanced at the backs of the books, with an awakened curiosity that went below the binding. No one who can read, ever… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“i'd hate to read all these books...that much reading could put your eyes out.” — Larry McMurtry Copy Share Image
“Closed books are like closed eyes—you must open them to see anything.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“How could I be such an open book to him when, half the time, I had no idea what was milling around in his… — Khaled Hosseini Copy Share Image
“If I had a clear vision, none of my books would be what they are. I've got to let the characters show me the… — Shandy L. Kurth Copy Share Image
“Everyone always looked at the cover and never took the time to read the book.” — Angela Scott Copy Share Image
“Everyone has a book inside them - but it doesn't do an good until you pry it out.” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“She opened the book to a spot about halfway in. She had learned that it didn’t really matter where she opened the thing—it always… — Scott Prussing Copy Share Image
“I walked around the library looking for books. I pulled them off the shelves, one by one. But they were all tricks. They were… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“"It's not books you need, it's some of the things that once were in books.” — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“The word for mother, umm, is the root of the words for “source, nation, mercy, first principle, rich harvest; stupid, illiterate, parasite, weak of… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
“The lieutenant colonel wondered if the high scores reflected a defect in the newly built shooting range at the women’s academy. To find out,… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
“No wonder simple men have always had their gods dwell in the high places. For as soon as a man lets his eye drop… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
I was really interested in how marriages work, how you can, you know, be in love with somebody and spend many years with your… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
Writing is like bricklaying; you put down one word after another. Sometimes the wall goes up straight and true and sometimes it doesn't and… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
“... So this was how it was to be, now: I would do my best to live in the quick world, but the ghosts… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
“They threw rotten fruit at me and told me next time it would be acid.” — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
“You," he continued, grabbing my wrist. "All of you, from the safe world, with your air bags and your tamper-proof packaging and your fat-free… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
“This is how an owl must look to a mouse in that last second before the talons sink into the flesh.” — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
And so, as generally happens, those who have most give least, and those with less somehow make shrift to share. — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
“The author of this text did not write to provoke, but merely to express a truth as he conceives it. Your own theologians have… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
“So, you are happy to be a pigeon?” “Maybe so. But at least a pigeon does no harm. The hawk lives at the expense… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
Open the book. (The gilt rubs off the edges of the pages and pollinates the fingertips.) — Elizabeth Bishop Copy Share Image
“Should he give free reign to his desires, the bibliomaniac can ruin his life along with the lives of his loved ones. He'll often… — Mikita Brottman Copy Share Image
“This is incredible. This is quite amazing because who you're honoring tonight is not only myself but the ghost of a lot of your… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love. — Christopher Morley Copy Share Image
“Earlier that day, a typewriter bomb had exploded at a black market skin house over on Eel Street, sending words raining through the cardboard… — Craig Padawer Copy Share Image
We stopped to browse in the cases, and now that William - with his new glasses on his nose - could linger and read… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“He flicked through the yellowed rough-cut pages and breathed its musty smell. It filled him with a strange excitement, as if he'd caught a… — Joan London Copy Share Image
“Things turn up in strange places all the time. For example library books, which possess a disconcerting ability to move from place to place,… — Lauren Willig Copy Share Image