Afternoon sun Quote by Maggie Stiefvater

As the hours crept by, the afternoon sunlight bleached all the books on the shelves to pale, gilded versions of themselves and warmed the…

— Maggie Stiefvater

“It may sound dorky, but I love books- the feel of the paper, the old musty smell, & especially the way the words roll…

— Cheryl Renee Herbsman

“Lovely and unremarkable, the clutter of mugs and books, the almost-empty Fig Newtons box, thick dishes in a big tin tray, the knife still…

— Marilyn Hacker

“November, a dark, rainy Tuesday afternoon. This is my ideal time to be in a bookstore. The shortened light of the afternoon and the…

— Lewis Buzbee

“The library at home when she was child had been her refuge. She gravitated to it. When she was anxious, just taking a book…

— M.J. Rose

“To my amazement, miraculously, the lid suddenly loosened and slid all the way open, revealing its hidden cargo: A stack of small paper booklets.…

— Syrie James

“I was not gentle on my books. I read while I ate, I read in the bathtub. At night, I rolled over on top…

— Georgia Bell

“Then I dried myself in my soft bathrobe, shaved very carefully, put on fresh underwear and a shirt, a perfectly pressed gray suit, shiny…

— Michael F. Moore

“I run my fingers down the spines of old books and ancient tales. I smell the ink and feel the pages as I delicately…

— Liz Newman

“I saw an infinity of such dreary evenings stretching out ahead of me. Trapped in a dirty old house with a grieving old woman…

— Charles Palliser

“I loved books—not only the stories they contained, but the feel of them in my hands, the silk of the pages, the words all…

— Laurelin Paige

“It may sound dorky, but I love books--the feel of the paper, the old, musty smell, and especially the way the words roll over…

— Cheryl Renee Herbsman