“I wish I could have a little tape-and-loudspeaker arrangement sewn into the binding of this magazine, to be triggered off by the light reflected from the reader's eyes on to this part of the page, and set to bawl out at several bels: MORE WILL MEAN WORSE.” MeanLittlesLightEyeWishReaderPagesMagazinesTapeArrangementsBinding Author:Kingsley Amis
“I ate them like salad, books were my sandwich for lunch, my tiffin and dinner and midnight munch. I tore out the pages, ate them with salt, doused them with relish, gnawed on the bindings, turned the chapters with my tongue! Books by the dozen, the score and the billion. I carried so many home I was hunchbacked for years. Philosophy, art history, politics, social science, the poem, the essay, the grandiose play, you name 'em, I ate 'em.” YearsArtBookPhilosophyPlayHomeNamesSocialPagesDinnerTongueBillionsScoreEmsLunchDozenSaltChaptersMidnightEssaysSandwichesSaladRelishBindingSocial ScienceArt HistoryGrandioseMany Homes Author:Ray Bradbury
“It was her first book, an indigo cover with a silver moonflower, an art nouveau flower, I traced my finger along the silver line like smoke, whiplash curves. ... I touched the pages her hands touched, I pressed them to my lips, the soft thick old paper, yellow now, fragile as skin. I stuck my nose between the bindings and smelled all the readings she had given, the smell of unfiltered cigarettes and the espresso machine, beaches and incense and whispered words in the night. I could hear her voice rising from the pages. The cover curled outward like sails.” FirstsArtBookHandsNightReadingGivenVoiceLinesFlowerPaperPagesSkinsMachinesFingersLipsSmellStuckSmokeBeachNosesRisingTouchedSilverFragileYellowThickCigaretteSailCurvesBindingIncenseEspressoIndigoWhiplash Author:Janet Fitch
“When I was five I learned to read. Books were a miracle to me - white pages, black ink, and new worlds and different friends in each one. To this day, I relish the feeling of cracking a binding for the first time, the anticipation of where I'll go and whom I'll meet inside.” WorldFirstsBookDifferentFeelingsBlackWhiteFivePagesFirst TimeMiracleThis DayNew WorldAnticipationInkRelishBinding Book:Good in Bed Source: Good in Bed
“We are all a volume on a shelf of a library, a story unto ourselves, never possibly described with one word or even very accurately with thousands. A person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem, or as bad or good, as vulnerable or as strong, as sweet or as fiesty; we are thickly layered, page upon lying page, behind simple covers. And love - it is not the book itself, but the binding. It can rip us apart or hold us together.” LoveLifePersonsBookStoriesSeemsAgeTogetherLyingStrongSimpleBehindsSweetQuietPagesAnd LoveLibraryVulnerableVolumeShelvesRipOne WordBinding Author:Deb Caletti
“The burning of a book is a sad, sad sight, for even though a book is nothing but ink and paper, it feels as if the ideas contained in the book are disappearing as the pages turn to ashes and the cover and binding--which is the term for the stitching and glue that holds the pages together--blacken and curl as the flames do their wicked work. When someone is burning a book, they are showing utter contempt for all of the thinking that produced its ideas, all of the labor that went into its words and sentences, and all of the trouble that befell the author . . .” IfsThinkingFeelsBookIdeasTogetherTurnsTermTroubleSadnessPaperPagesLaborSightSentencesDisappearBurningFlamesWickedContemptAshesInkBindingGlueCurlsCensorship In BooksBook BurningInk And Paper Author:Daniel Handler
“And then he left, and came back, and our lives fell apart, like a well-loved book that you’d read and read again, until one night you picked it up to read yourself to sleep and the binding collapsed, sending dozens of pages spiraling toward the floor.” WellsBookNightLeftSleepOur LivesPagesDozenOne NightBinding Book:Good in Bed Source: Good in Bed
“Stranger, pause and look; From the dust of ages Lift this little book, Turn the tattered pages, Read me, do not let me die! Search the fading letters finding Steadfast in the broken binding All that once was I!” LooksLittlesBookAgeDiesTurnsBrokenFindingsPagesLettersLet MeStrangerDustLiftsPausesBindingFadingSteadfast Book:The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection Source: The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection
“We are thickly layered, page lying upon page, behind simple covers. And love - it is not the book itself, but the binding.” LoveBookAgeLyingSimpleBehindsPagesAnd LoveBinding Book:Honey, Baby, Sweetheart Source: Honey, Baby, Sweetheart