He used to say that "no book was so bad but that some good might be got out of it."

When he needed to calm his mind, he opened a book. Any book. He had never failed to feel refreshed, even if the book was no good.

Books are like imprisoned souls until someone takes them down from a shelf and frees them.

I began to understand that his version of hope reached far beyond mine: It was one thing to get yourself out of a stuck place, I realized. It was another thing entirely to try and get the place itself unstuck.

Books are like imprisoned souls till someone takes them down from a shelf and frees them.

Indeed, a book is a path of words which takes the heart in new directions.

I began to understand that his version of hope reached far beyond mine: It was one thing to get yourself out of a stick place, I realized. It was another thing entirely to try and get the place itself unstuck.

But that’s what’s great about books- they carry you up, out and away, lifting you away from the mundane to the extra ordinary.

It’s not the book you start with, it’s the book that book leads you to.

"My grandfather says that's what books are for," Ashoke said, using the opportunity to open the volume in his hands. "To travel without moving an inch."

There is nothing more fugal than a book
to take you to different lands

you cannot open a book without learning something

Learning to decipher words had only added to the pleasures of holding spines and turning pages, measuring the journey to the end with a thumb-riffle, poring over frontispieces. Books! Opening with a crackle of old glue, releasing perfume; closing with a solid thump. He liked them big; he liked them old; he liked them best in many volumes,

When you sell a man a book you don’t sell him just 12 ounces of paper and ink and glue — you sell him a whole new life.