#boo

Books ain't no good. A guy needs somebody- to be near him. A guy goes nuts if he ain't got nobody. Don't make no difference who the guy is, long he's with you. I tell ya, I tell ya a guy gets too lonely an' he gets sick. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#company #loneliness #man #men

I had written all I was going to write, if the truth had been known, and there is nothing wrong with that. If more writers knew that, the world would be saved a lot of bad books, and more people--men and women alike--could go on to happier, more productive lives. ↗

— Richard Ford

#writing #men

Living in a bookshop is like living in a warehouse of explosives. Those shelves are ranked with the most furious combustibles in the world--the brains of men. ↗

— Christopher Morley

#bookshop #bookshops #brain #ideas #mankind

Some men," Flamel irresistibly added, "think of books merely as tools, others as tooling. I'm between the two; there are days when I use them as scenery, other days when I want them as society; so that, as you see, my library represents a makeshift compromise between looks and brains, and the collectors look down on me almost as much as the students. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#men

In books I meet the dead as if they were alive, in books I see what is yet to come... All things decay and pass with time... all fame would fall victim to oblivion if God had not given mortal men the book to aid them. ↗

— Richard De Bury Translated by E.C.Thomas

#love-of-books #the-philobiblon #love

Some men borrow books; some men steal books; and others beg presentation copies from the author. ↗

— James Jeffrey Roche

#reading #men

This book belongs to the most rare of men. Perhaps not one of them is yet alive. First the day after tomorrow must come for me. Some men are born posthumously. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#books #born #men #posthumous #tomorrow

Ik kon het echter niet laten, te scrhijven over ook nog de meisjes van 14 tot 18 jaar, die men de meest vermoeiende en meest zenuwslopende taak op de smalle schouders legde. Men noemde ze 'de nachtploeg', omdat ze het afschuwelijke nachtwerk te verrichten kregen: bij het loeien der sirenes om 6 of 7 uur in de avond, repten ze zich naar de fabrieken en stonden ze de hele nacht dóór in het helse lawaai van machines, molens of getouwen, om pas rond 6 of 7 uur in de grauwe ochtend de fabriekspoort te verlaten. Ondervoed, afgemat, door slaap overmand, kon geen nacht voorbij gaan zonder dat een van hen een ongeluk overkwam. ↗

— Louis Paul Boon

#kinderarbeid #kinderrechten #sociale-geschiedenis #men

In the moment when the eyes of the two men met, Javert, without having moved or made the least gesture, became hideous. No human emotion can wear an aspect so terrible as that of jubilation. He had the face of a fiend who has found the victim he thought he had lost. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#men

Brrr, who had never admired books particularly...didn't remember that a mere book might reek of sex, possibility, fecundity. Yet a book has a ripe furrow and a yielding spine, he thought, and the nuances to be teased from its pages are nearly infinite in their variety and coquettish appeal. And what new life can emerge from a book. Any book, maybe. ↗

— Gregory Maguire

#men