At one magical instant in your early childhood, the page of a book—that string of confused, alien ciphers—shivered into meaning. Words spoke to you, gave up their secrets; at that moment, whole universes opened. You became, irrevocably, a reader.
Alberto ManguelTag: words reading books literature
Life happened because I turned the pages.
Alberto ManguelTag: words reading books literature
Digestion of words as well; I often read aloud to myself in my writing corner in the library, where no one can hear me, for the sake of better savouring the text, so as to make it all the more mine.
Alberto ManguelTag: words reading books read library text
Deserted libraries hold the shades of writers who worked within, and are haunted by their absence.
Alberto ManguelI 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.
Alberto ManguelUnpacking books is a revelatory activity.
Alberto ManguelTag: books
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.
Alberto ManguelBut a reader's ambition knows no bounds.
Alberto ManguelA library is an ever-growing entity; it multiples seemingly unaided, it reproduces itself by purchase, theft, borrowings, gifts, by suggesting gaps through association, by demanding completion of sorts.
Alberto ManguelThe world encyclopedia, the universal library, exists, and it is the world itself.
Alberto ManguelTag: world library encyclopedia
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