#Words

"What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself."

"The language of friendship is not words but meanings."

"The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths."

"The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice."

"How it is that animals understand things I do not know, but it is certain that they do understand. Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everything in the world understands it. Perhaps there is a soul hidden in everything and it can always speak, without even making a sound, to another soul."

"If the word doesn't exist, invent it; but first be sure it doesn't exist."

"A book is more than a verbal structure or series of verbal structures; it is the dialogue it establishes with its reader and the intonation it imposes upon his voice and the changing and durable images it leaves in his memory. A book is not an isolated being: it is a relationship, an axis of innumerable relationships."

"I wanted a library like this...[] A cave of words that I'd made myself."

"Don’t let mental blocks control you. Set yourself free. Confront your fear and turn the mental blocks into building blocks."

"I had found my religion: nothing seemed more important to me than a book. I saw the library as a temple."

"Words define us,' Mom continued, as I struggled to make my clumsy marks look like her elegant script. 'We must protect our knowledge and pass it on whenever we can. If we are ever to become a society again, we must teach others how to remain human."

"Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been."

"Reading well is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you."

"I can read lips. Especially if they have words tattooed on them."

"Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic. As one tends the graves of the dead, so I tend the books. And every day I open a volume or two, read a few lines or pages, allow the voices of the forgotten dead to resonate inside my head."

"Some people have a way with words, and other people...oh, uh, not have way."

"A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous."

"A precious, mouldering pleasure ’t is To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think."

"Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words."

"To feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful, ready always to apprehend in the flow of language the sudden flash of poetry."