Robert Cormier Quotes

There is a temperate zone in the mind, between luxurious indolence and exacting work; and it is to this region, just between laziness and labor, that summer reading belongs.

I cannot live without books: but fewer will suffice where amusement, and not use, is the only future object.

Some people read books for fun.

I happen to think that a book is of extraordinary value if it gives the reader nothing more than a smile or two. It's perfectly okay to take a book, read it, have a good time, giggle and laugh - and turn off the TV. I love that.

One reads for pleasure...it is not a public duty.

I read for interest and enjoyment, and when I cease to enjoy it I stop.

Only one hour in the normal day is more pleasurable than the hour spent in bed with a book before going to sleep, and that is the hour spent in bed with a book after being called in the morning.

If I can steal away and read something other than what I have to for my work, it's restorative.

You need have no dull hours if you are a sincere lover of books.

I find that nowadays it's just gotten harder for me to read for fun. It feels like all of my reading is research-based.

The book on my nightstand right now isnt anything that inspired me, but it entertained me. I read a book on Labor Day, it was a holiday, and I have three daughters, and we all went to the shopping mall and I sat on the bench and read a book while they shopped, it was called The Greatest Golfer there Ever Was, it was a great book, easy to read and entertaining.

I don't want to review books any more. It cuts in too much on my reading.

What can be better than to get out a book on Saturday afternoon and thrust all mundane considerations away till next week.

One of the amusements of idleness is reading without fatigue of close attention; and the world, therefore, swarms with writers whose wish is not to be studied, but to be read.

Independent inquiry is needed in your search for truth, not dependence on anyone else's view or a mere book.

I try to avoid having thoughts. They lead to other thoughts, and—if you’re not careful—those lead to actions. Actions make you tired. I have this on rather good authority from someone who once read it in a book.

All reading for pleasure is entertainment.

I am a bad reporter because everything seems to me worth reporting; and a bad reviewer because every sentence in every book suggests a separate essay.

Every time people force themselves to carry on with a book they're not enjoying, they reinforce the idea that reading is a duty.

This is the great luxury of not working: the moment you read a book that has nothing to do with work, you know you're really relaxed. And I have a sh*t attention span. I can't concentrate for more than five minutes.

Some people read for instruction, which is praiseworthy, and some for pleasure, which is innocent, but not a few read from habit, and I suppose that this is neither innocent or praiseworthy. Of that lamentable company am I. Conversation after a time bores me, games tire me and my own thoughts, which we are told are the unfailing resource of a sensible man, have a tendency to run dry. Then I fly to my book as the opium-smoker to his pipe.

Read at whim! Read at whim!

We profit little by books we do not enjoy.

She is, above all else, tired; she wants more than anything to return to her bed and her book. The world, this world, feels suddenly stunned and stunted, far from everything.

An educated mind is practiced in the uses of reason, which inevitably leads to a skeptical outlook.