#boo

I took my time, running my fingers along the spines of books, stopping to pull a title from the shelf and inspect it. A sense of well-being flowed through me as I circled the ground floor. It was better then meditation or a new pair of shoes- or even chocolate. My life was a disaster, but there were still books. Lots and lots of books. A refuge. A solace. Each one offering the possibility of a new beginning. ↗

— Beth Pattillo

#bibliophile #book-lovers #browsing #life

Well, right now I'm not dead. But when I am, it's like...I don't know, I guess it's like being inside a book that nobody's reading. [...] An old one. It's up on a library shelf, so you're safe and everything, but the book hasn't been checked out for a long, long time. All you can do is wait. Just hope somebody'll pick it up and start reading. ↗

— Tim O'Brien

#death #death

Do you shovel to survive, or survive to shovel? ↗

— Kōbō Abe

#life-and-death #philosophy #death

I may not agree with a word that you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it. ↗

— Voltaire

#textbook #death

Please bury me in the library With a dozen long-stemmed proses ↗

— J. Patrick Lewis

#death #library #reading #death

I won't be sad too often, If they bury me in the library With bookworms in my coffin. ↗

— J. Patrick Lewis

#death #library #reading #death

The penalty for summoning the dead back to earth is death; if the summoned spirit does not kill its summoner, be assured the Church will. ↗

— Stacia Kane

#death

The only real death that ever occurs is when a dream we cherish dies ↗

— P.M.H. Atwater

#death

I like to think that when I fall, A rain-drop in Death's shoreless sea, This shelf of books along the wall, Beside my bed, will mourn for me. ↗

— Robert W. Service

#death

He passed his hands over some of the fine embossed bindings as he thought, I am a book also, words and thoughts and stories held together by flesh. We open and close ourselves to the world. We are read by others or put away by them. We wait to be seen, sitting quietly on shelves for someone to bother having a look inside us. ↗

— Ari Berk

#people #read #reading #death