Books Quote by Ian Caldwell

“he had turned unfathomability into an art form. He attacked everything in life with a mixture of extraordinary genius and naïve incompetence and it…

— Douglas Adams

“He had no intention of writing. He loved reading, that was all. And he read books that he thought so far beyond anything that…

— Niall Williams

“with little sleep and much reading his brains got so dry that he lost his wits. His fancy grew full of what he used…

— Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

“Something he must read, when he was not riding the pony, or running and hunting, or listening to the talk of men... it had…

— George Eliot

“There was some simple, radical difference about him. He hoped it was genius, feared it was madness, devoted himself to amiability and inconspicuousness.”

— John Barth

“He was a scholar, so goddamned intelligent he couldn’t see the writing on the wall. He wanted answers to life’s tragedies when their very…

— Skye Warren

“He was shy, timid, gentle, and kind, but he wrote gruesome and painful books. He saw the world as full of invisible demons, who…

— Milena Jesenska

“...he spent whole days and nights over his books; and thus with little sleeping and much reading his brains dried up to such a…

— Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

“For he had learned some of the things that every man must find out for himself, and he had found out about them as…

— Thomas Wolfe

“There is so much to know and we can only guess. Guess around him. To know him from these stray actions I am told…

— Michael Ondaatje

“Yet he had expended much of an inquisitive nature upon random reading. By the sheer force of indiscriminate voracity, he had gleaned a smattering…

— Isaac Asimov

“His mind was a turmoil of words and fancies, incomplete fancies and insufficient words, but already he knew that this and only this was…

— Vladimir Nabokov