2 Quotes by Manguel Alberto

We read in slow, long motions, as if drifting in space, weightless. We read full of prejudice, malignantly. We read generously, making excuses for the text, filling gaps, mending faults. And sometimes, when the stars are kind, we read with an intake of breath, with a shudder... as if a memory had suddenly been rescued from a place deep within us--the recognition of something we never knew was there...

Para aquel que roba, o pide prestado un libro y a su dueño no lo devuelve, que se le mude en sierpe la mano y lo desgarre. Que los gusanos de los libros le roan las entrañas como lo hace el remordimiento que nunca cesa