Make time to read.

Make time to read.

There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic.
Diane Setterfield; The Thirteenth Tale
Books!

Books!

I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. If you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no good.
Roald Dahl   (via pale-afternoon)

Louis L’Amour advice for writers: The Struggle for a y

I am satisfied that if a book is a good one, it is so whatever the sex of the author may be. All novels are or should be written for both men and women to read, and I am at a loss to conceive how a man should permit himself to write anything that would be really disgraceful to a woman, or why a woman should be censured for writing anything that would be proper and becoming for a man.
Anne Brontë; The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

 Infographic about how the brain responds to story (x)

What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning, what you will do with your evenings, how you will spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude.
Pedro Arrupe

The Last Bookshop imagines a future where physical books have died out. Let’s hope this does not ever happen.

Yup, that about sums it up!

Yup, that about sums it up!

I may not be the strongest guy or the most well armed, but you can put me in a room with a pencil and a piece of paper and I can kill anybody.
John Milius

the-final-sentence:

Final sentences: 

They look only vaguely at you - at the ghost who has been haunting them.”
      from The Hanging Garden

"Then she turned, to do the expected things, before re-entering her actual sphere of life."
     from The Solid Mandala

”[‘The air will tell us,’ Miss Trevelyan said.]

By which time she had grown hoarse, and fell to wondering aloud whether she had brought her lozenges.”
     from Voss

"So that, in the end, there was no end."
     from The Tree of Man

Here’s what I mean by the miracle of language. When you’re falling into a good book, exactly as you might fall into a dream, a little conduit opens, a passageway between a reader’s heart and a writer’s, a connection that transcends the barriers of continents and generations and even death … And here’s the magic. You’re different. You can never go back to being exactly the same person you were before you disappeared into that book.
Anthony Doerr