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You know you've read a good book when you turn the last page and feel a little as if you read more

You know you've read a good book when you turn the last page and feel a little as if you have lost a friend.

by Paul Sweeney Found in: Books Quotes,
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Any book that helps a child to form a habit of reading, to make reading one of his deep and read more

Any book that helps a child to form a habit of reading, to make reading one of his deep and continuing needs, is good for him.

by Richard Mckenna Found in: Books Quotes,
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Books give not wisdom where none was before. But where some is, there reading makes it more.

Books give not wisdom where none was before. But where some is, there reading makes it more.

by Elizabeth Hardwick Found in: Books Quotes,
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Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.

Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.

by Mark Twain Found in: Books Quotes,
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The book you don't read can't help

The book you don't read can't help

by Jim Rohn Found in: Books Quotes,
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What is reading, but silent conversation.

What is reading, but silent conversation.

by Walter Savage Landor Found in: Books Quotes,
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We shouldn't teach great books; we should teach a love of reading.

We shouldn't teach great books; we should teach a love of reading.

by B. F. Skinner Found in: Books Quotes,
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That is a good book which is opened with expectation and closed in profit.

That is a good book which is opened with expectation and closed in profit.

by Amos Bronson Alcott Found in: Books Quotes,
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Books, books, books!
I had found the secret of a garret room
Piled high with cases in read more

Books, books, books!
I had found the secret of a garret room
Piled high with cases in my father's name;
Piled high, packed large,--where, creeping in and out
Among the giant fossils of my past,
Like some small nimble mouse between the ribs
Of a mastodon, I nibbled here and there
At this or that box, pulling through the gap,
In heats of terror, haste, victorious joy,
The first book first. And how I felt it beat
Under my pillow, in the morning's dark,
An hour before the sun would let me read!
My books!
At last, because the time was ripe,
I chanced upon the poets.

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