If the library in the morning suggests an echo of the severe and reasonable wishful order of the world, the library at night seems to rejoice in the world's essential, joyful muddle.

Every reader exists to ensure for a certain book a modest immortality. Reading is, in this sense, a ritual of rebirth.

The love of libraries, like most loves, must be learned.

If justice takes place, there may be hope, even in the face of a seemingly capricious divinity.

One book calls to another unexpectedly, creating alliances across different cultures and centuries.

Deserted libraries hold the shades of writers who worked within, and are haunted by their absence.

Entering a library, I am always stuck by the way in which a certain vision of the world is imposed upon the reader through its categories and its order.

I like to imagine that, on the day after my last, my library and I will crumble together, so that even when I am no more I'll still be with my books.

Ultimately, the number of books always exceeds the space they are granted.

Unpacking books is a revelatory activity.

If every library is in some sense a reflection of its readers, it is also an image of that which we are not, and cannot be.

You may enrich the world in a million different ways.And you may enrich the world, simply, with your presence.

I think the influence of books is neither direct and more predictable. Books themselves are too unruly, and so are readers.

Spend every second of every day together as a moment that could never be replaced.

If everyone loves you, maybe you don't need so many tanks.

The world could be fixed of its problems if every child understood the necessity of their existence.

She had the revelation one Sunday that while the other instruments played for everyone the violen played for her alone .

Love is a dynamic interaction, lived every second of our lives, all of our lives.

All these haters mad because I'm so established.

The liberty of the press is a blessing when we are inclined to write against others, and a calamity when we find ourselves overborne by the multitude of our assailants.

Great leaders love talent and know where to find it. They surround themselves with talented people who can work effectively together.