Books hold no passports. There's only one true literary tradition: the human.

To Senor Sempere, the best friend a book could ever have: you opened the doors to the world for me and showed me how to go through them.

Max had once read in one of his father's books that some childhood images become engraved in the mind like photographs, like scenes you can return to again and again and will always remember, no matter how much time goes by.

Ignatius B. Samson, welcome to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books.

But if you like, you can come share a tasty meal of bread, raisins, and fresh Burgos cheese. With that, and The Count of Monte Cristo, anyone can live to a hundred.

I was no longer able to hear the music that issues from a decent piece of prose.

... Few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his heart. Those first images, the echo of words we think have left behind, accompany us throughout our lives and sculpt a palace in our memory

Bea dice que el arte de leer se está muriendo muy lentamente, que es un ritual íntimo, que un libro es un espejo y que sólo podemos encontrar en él lo que ya llevamos dentro, que al leer ponemos la mente y el alma, y que esos son bienes cada día más escasos.

I started off for home, where I planned to recruit a good book and hide away from the world.