There are books on our shelves we haven't read and doubtless never will, that each of us has probably put to one side in the belief that we will read them later on, perhaps even in another life.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
All I hope, selfishly, is that there will be real books until the day I draw my last breath.
This is what I have discovered - and it has been a gift in itself - that books live over and over again in different people's minds. That I might mean one thing as I write, but a reader's experiences will take it somewhere else. That is like a conversation, I think. It is a true connecting up.
There are books all around me... I don't read as much as I used to, but I always have a book or two going.
I think children love reading, and they will make time for it if we put the right books into their hands. And I hope I get the chance to keep being one of the people that writes them.
There are people out there who will not read books, but somehow they'll read my books.
I like to believe, as a writer, that anybody who isn't a reader yet has just not found the right book.
I read just endlessly, ceaselessly, almost every book, it seems!
We never stop reading, although every book comes to an end, just as we never stop living, although death is certain.
An idea has been running in my head that books lose and gain qualities in the course of time, and I have worried over it a good deal, for what seemed to be a paradox, I felt to be a truth.
I hope that readers will tear through my books because they can't stop themselves - and then, maybe, read them again and find new things there.