Favorite Books Quotes

“Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you'd most like not to lose.”
― Neil Gaiman

“We don't need to have just one favorite. We keep adding favorites. Our favorite book is always the book that speaks most directly to us at a particular stage in our lives. And our lives change. We have other favorites that give us what we most need at that particular time. But we never lose the old favorites. They're always with us. We just sort of accumulate them.”
― Lloyd Alexander

“SHUT UP. Both of you. You're coming with me." To me he said, "Put some pants on."

"Fuck you. This is my house. I make the rules. You take your clothes off. John, get the Twister mat.”
― David Wong, This Book Is Full of Spiders

“—Te quiero.
Y Tatiana llora.
—Lo sabes, ¿verdad?—le susurra él—. Te quiero. Estoy ciego por ti, loco por ti. Estoy enfermo de amor por ti. Enfermo de amor por ti. Te lo dije la primera noche que estuvimos juntos, cuando te pedí que te casaras conmigo, y te lo digo ahora. Todo lo que nos ha pasado, absolutamente todo, es porque crucé aquella calle por ti. Te adoro. Lo sabes muy bien. Por cómo te abrazo, por cómo te toco, mis manos en tu cuerpo, Dios, dentro de ti, todo lo que no puedo decirte durante el día, Tatiana, Tania, Tatiasha, amor mío, ¿me sientes? ¿Por qué lloras?
—A eso lo llamo yo susurrar...
Alexander sigue susurrándole, ella llora, ella se entrega en una rendición incondicional y llora y llora. La entrega no resulta fácil, ni para ella ni para él, pero sí hay entrega en el refugio de la noche.”
― Paullina Simons, The Summer Garden

“It was impossible to feel alone in a room full of favorite books. I had the sense that they knew me personally, that they'd read me cover to cover as I'd read them.”
― Riley Redgate, Noteworthy

“The point is, Jenna, no one is normal or perfect like that house you see across the street. Everyone suffers from their own struggles, whether they’re big or small.”
― E.L. Montes, Perfectly Damaged

“She didn't remember the story, she was terrible with details, but she remembered the way it made her feel. It had this kind of warm, magical quality about it.”
― Sara Nisha Adams, The Reading List

“What did it say about me that all of my favorite novels fell somewhere between a love letter and a suicide note?”
― Sean Norris, Heaven and Hurricanes

“Life, Jersey Girl, sometimes pauses. It stops. Sometimes we don’t even realize how everything around us is moving so quickly while we’re standing in the middle of it, allowing it to pass us by. Most of us, if not all, just lose the why. Some of us never figure it out to begin with. We lose sight of the purpose that wakes us up every morning and pushes our day forward. We lose a sense of hope and the feeling of life in general. We view life as more of a test, one that’s trying to beat us down every day.”
― E.L. Montes, Perfectly Damaged

“You see, there is no book that can please everyone. And if there were, it would be a bad book. You can’t be everyone’s friend, because everyone is different. You’d have to be completely lacking in personality, no rough edges or sharp corners. But even then, many people wouldn’t like you, because they need rough edges and sharp corners. Do you understand? Every person needs different books. Because what one person loves with all their heart, might leave another completely cold.”
― Carsten Henn

“Do you have a favorite book?
Why a favorite when there are so many, and I haven't read all of them?”
― Nora Roberts, The Awakening

“I think that people who stand up for what they believe in, no matter how unpopular, should be celebrated, not cast aside.”
― Craig Lancaster, 600 Hours of Edward

“Has estado callada tu vida entera. Estuviste callada cuando nos conocimos, callada cuando sufriste. Callada cuando la vida continúo golpeándote. Yo también estaba así, un poco. Pero no como tú. Eres inmovible. Y yo trate de moverte. No funciono. Pero eso no significa que tú no me hayas movido. Escuche todo lo que no dijiste. Lo escuche tan fuerte que no podía callarlo. Tu silencio, Senna, lo escuche en voz alta.”
― Tarryn Fisher, Mud Vein

“The warmth of having Red nearby seems so real that I lean into it, letting myself believe that if I wanted to, I could youch his hand, touch his face, pull him to me, feel his whisper on my skin”
― Marie Lu, Steelstriker

“A passenger isn't supposed to concern himself with the running of the ship; that is being taken care of by the crew, anonymous creatures down in the engine-room or up on deck, whom he never meets. But, in this case, I wasn't really a passenger. I was like a lazy or scared or drunken captain lying shut in his cabin when he ought to be on the bridge, giving orders. Sooner or later, I would have to come out and assume command and decide where we were going.

But not yet, I told the crew. You don't need me yet. Can't you see I'm sick? You're doing all right without me. Sure, I'll come, when we get near land. Just let me lie here a little longer. Leave me alone, can't you? Let me sleep.”
― Christopher Isherwood

“Some books mirror reality while others are entirely fantasy. My favorite are those that manage to weave both into a world.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich

“Quiero que me toque otra vez. Quiero sentir sus manos, suaves como nubes, pero temo que al tocarme haga estallar los siete mil billones de billones de átomos que componen mi cuerpo y me disperse por el universo.”
― Rick Yancey, The 5th Wave

“Initially [my favorite books] seem to immerse me in another life, but ultimately they immerse me in me; I am looking through the window into another person’s home, but it is my face that I see in the reflection.”
― Derek Thompson, Hit Makers: The Science of Popularity in an Age of Distraction

“Favorite books are like wonderful dreams you can return to again and again.”
― Jennifer Spredemann

“Vous êtes belles mais vous êtes vides. On ne peut pas mourir pour vous.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

“Tal vez el mundo nunca sería perfecto, tal vez algunas cosas nunca estarían bien, pero tal vez ella tenía una oportunidad de encontrar su propia clase de paz y libertad.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“Ella miró hacia él, hasta que el castillo de cristal era una mancha brillante en la distancia. Ella miró hacia él, hasta que sólo había océano a su alrededor. Ella miró hacia él, hasta que el sol cayó más allá del horizonte y un puñado de estrellas colgaba por encima.
Sólo cuando sus párpados se cerraron y se tambaleó sobre sus pies, Celaena dejó de mirar hacia Chaol.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“In the centre of my library there is a wooden pillar propping up the ceiling, and preventing it, so I am told, from tumbling about our ears; and round this pillar, from floor to ceiling, I have had shleves fixed, and on these shelves are all the books that I have read again and again, and hope to read many times more — all the books, that is, that I love quite the best. In the bookcases round the walls are many that I love, but here in the centre of the room and easiest to get at, are those I love the best — the very elect among my favourites.”
― Elizabeth von Arnim, The Solitary Summer

“When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman and a ride home.”
― S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders

“With a slow wink, he set the book in Tamaqua’s hands. “One of my favorites.”
― C.J. Milbrandt, Inside the Tree: A Ewan Johns Adventure

“divine seal marks you out just as royalty determines how you carry yourself.”
― Ikechukwu Joseph, Unlocking God’s Divine Favor

“Maybe the best thing to do with favorite films and books is to leave them be: to achieve such an exalted position means that they entered your life at exactly the right time, in precisely the right place, and those conditions can never be re-created.”
― Nick Hornby, Shakespeare Wrote for Money

“I’m erased. I’m gone. I’m nothing. And then the world is free to flow into me like water into an empty bowl . . .I see. I hear. But not with eyes and ears. I’m not outside my world anymore, and I’m not really inside it either. The thing is, there’s no difference between me and the universe. The boundary is gone. I am it and it is me. I am a stone, a cactus thorn. I am rain. I like that most of all, being rain.”
― Jerry Spinelli, Stargirl

“On the Road" by Jack Kerouac is a favorite book that I love reading. I spend most times alone.”
― Avijeet Das, Why the Silhouette?

“I hear ding her neglectials to smilined,
- there is a brownstone in the East Seventies where, during the early years of the war, I had my first New York apartment. It was one room crowded with attic fur-niture, a sofa and fat chairs upholstered in that itchy, particular red velvet that one associates with hot days on a train. The walls were stucco, and a color rather like tobacco-spit. Everywhere, in the bathroom too, there were prints of Roman ruins freckled brown with age.
The single window looked out on a fire escape. Even so, my spirits heightened whenever I felt in my pocket the key to this apartment; with all its gloom, it still was a place of my own, the first, and my books were there, and jars of pencils to sharpen, everything I needed, so I felt, to become the writer I wanted to be.”
― Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany's