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“The question isn't whether I have time to read or not (time that nobody will ever give me, by the way), but whether I'll allow myself the pleasure of being a reader.”

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Comme un roman

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Daniel Pennac
Daniel Pennac

Daniel Pennac, born on December 1, 1944, is a renowned French writer known for his humorous, satirical, and insightful works. His writing has won him numerous literary awards in France and has been translated into multiple languages, gaining international acclaim. more

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“Gain Experience from Other People When you are reading, you are actually gaining the knowledge and experience of someone. It can hasten your success towards a goal, as you don’t need to repeat the same mistake while focusing on the right path in achieving one thing. It’s like a mountain of gems for you to discover in books, which contain people’s successes, failures and advice. Life is too short for you to keep repeating the mistakes that had been done by other people in the past, in order for you to reach the results that someone might already reached. There are more than four thousand billionaires and 12 million millionaires today. To become one of them, the first thing is to learn and get to know their past, what they did in the past that makes them where they are today. Reading is a great path to get to know them, and learn from these great people. -------”

“ஒருவகையில், புத்தகங்களை வைக்க இடமில்லாத நெருக்கடிதான் புத்தகம் படிப்பதைக் காப்பாற்றி வைத்திருக்கிறது என்பேன். வீட்டில் மிகப் பெரிய நாலகங்களை அமைத்தவர்கள் அதன்பிறகு படிப்பதையே விட்ட கதையை நான் அறிவேன். நெருக்கடியான இடத்திற்குள் மறைத்தும் ஒளித்தும் சண்டையிட்டும் சேகரிக்கப்பட்ட புத்தகங்களே நம்மை மறுபடி வாசிக்கத் தூண்டுகின்றன.”

“Assurance" You will never be alone, you hear so deep a sound when autumn comes. Yellow pulls across the hills and thrums, or in the silence after lightning before it says its names-and then the clouds' wide-mouthed apologies. You were aimed from birth: you will never be alone. Rain will come, a gutter filled, an Amazon, long aisles-you never heard so deep a sound, moss on rock, and years. You turn your head- that's what the silence meant: you're not alone. The whole wide world pours down.”

“When we gather together in the moonlit village ground it is not because of the moon. Every man can see it in his own compound. We come together because it is good for kinsmen to do so. [...] But I fear for you young people because you do not understand how strong is the bond of kinship. You do not know what it is to speak with one voice. And what is the result? An abominable religion has settled among you. A man can now leave his father and his brothers. He can curse the gods of his fathers and his ancestors, like a hunter's dog that suddenly goes mad and turns on his master. I fear for you; I fear for the clan.”

“But there was a young man who had been captivated. His name was Nwoye, Okonkwo's first son. It was not the mad logic of the Trinity that captivated him. He did not understand it. It was the poetry of the new religion, something felt in the marrow. The hymn about brothers who sat in darkness and in fear seemed to answer the vague and persistent question that haunted his young soul--the question of the twins crying in the bush and the question of Ikemefuna who was killed.He felt a relief within him as the hymn poured into his parched soul. The words of the hymn were like the drops of frozen rain melting on the dry palate of the panting earth.”