I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them--with the books themselves, cover and binding and the paper they were printed on, with their smell and their weight and with their possession in my arms, captured and carried off to myself.
Eudora WeltyFor the night was not impartial. No, the night loved some more than others, served some more than others.
Eudora WeltyIndeed, learning to write may be part of learning to read. For all I know, writing comes out of a superior devotion to reading.
Eudora WeltyMy main disappointment was always that a book had to end. And then what? But I don't think I was ever disappointed by the books. I must have been what any author would consider an ideal reader. I felt every pain and pleasure suffered or enjoyed by all the characters. Oh, but I identified!
Eudora Welty