It’s no secret that I love books.
And it’s also no secret I believe everyone else should love books.
So here are nine quotes almost absolutely 100% guaranteed to make your day better. These are from some of my favorite books. I may or may not have mentioned some of these on the blog before, but they are so good that they deserve to be shared twice.
Also, I’m too lazy to check. So there’s that.
(Seriously lazy. Originally, this post was going to be 10 quotes, but then I counted wrong and didn’t want to find more. We are at that level.)
If any of these are interesting to you, please get in touch with me. I would love to talk your ear off and/or lend you the book so that we can have endless nerdy book discussions.
“I could do with a bit more excess. From now on I’m going to be immoderate—and volatile—I shall enjoy loud music and lurid poetry. I shall be rampant.” —Joanne Harris,
“Still, there are times I am bewildered by each mile I have traveled, each meal I have eaten, each person I have known, each room in which I have slept. As ordinary as it all appears, there are times when it is beyond my imagination.” —Jhumpa Lahiri, “The Third and Final Continent” from
“A story was a form of telepathy. By means of inking symbols onto a page, she was able to send thoughts and feelings from her mind to her reader’s. It was a magical process, so commonplace that no one stopped to wonder at it.” —Ian McEwan,
“Maybe if I’d been someone else I’d see it differently. But isn’t that the crux of the problem? Wouldn’t we all act differently if we were someone else?” —Emily Fridlund,
“Every sane person has to find every day some manner of accommodating the impossible, some way of covering up for the failures of the rational world. This might actually be a reasonable definition of sanity.” —Robert Boswell,
“Because, okay, the thing was…if some guy, at the end, fell apart, and said or did bad things, or had to be helped, helped to quite a considerable extent? So what? …there could still be many—many drops of goodness, is how it came to him—many drops of happy—of good fellowship—ahead…” —George Saunders, “Tenth of December” from Tenth of December
“‘So what are we supposed to do again, when we hate everything?’
‘You stop pretending life is such fun or makes sense. It’s often messy and cruel and dull, and we do the best we can. It’s unfair, and jerks seem to win. But you fall in love with a few people. Like I love you, Elizabeth. You’re the angel God sent me.'” —Anne Lamott, Imperfect Birds
“The picture always gets bigger, there is always more to tell; one thread is tangled up with all the others; even when it stops, other threads carry the story onward, beyond the horizon.” —Rebecca Solnit, The Faraway Nearby
“Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.” —Cormac McCarthy,