Jasper Fforde Quotes

My wife calls me the Imelda Marcos of books. As soon as a book enters our home it is guaranteed a permanent place in our lives. Because I have never been able to part with even one, they have gradually accumulated like sediment.

In my view, nineteen pounds of old books are at least nineteen times as delicious as one pound of fresh caviar.

To a book collector, you see, the true freedom of all books is somewhere on his shelves.

I collect books - a lot of books.

I wanted to live among books.

The book borrower...proves himself to be an inveterate collector of books not so much by the fervor with which he guards his borrowed treasures...as by his failure to read these books.

Of course anyone who truly loves books buys more of them than he or she can hope to read in one fleeting lifetime. A good book, resting unopened in its slot on a shelf, full of majestic potentiality, is the most comforting sort of intellectual wallpaper.

To a bibliophile, there is but one thing better than a box of new books, and that is a box of old ones.

Let every man, if possible, gather some good books under his roof.

Do you know what they call people who hoard books? Smart.

Books, in the plural lose their solidity of substance and become a gas, filling all available space.

As a rule people don't collect books; they let books collect themselves.

I buy way too many books.

I personally own six or seven thousand books, so I - and I certainly don't want to see them go away.

A glimpse at my night stand gives the mostly true impression that I am a book hoarder.

A bibliophile of little means is likely to suffer often. Books don't slip from his hands but fly past him through the air, high as birds, high as prices.

Give me a house furnished with books rather than furniture! Both, if you can, but books at any rate!

I must have books everywhere. They're the soul of a room-they reveal the taste, the interests, and the secrets of whoever lives there.

Then he got more books. He saved all the books.

She is a real bookworm. I think she lives on print. Her whole house is full of books - looks as if she likes them better than human company.

Book lovers will understand me, and they will know too that part of the pleasure of a library lies in its very existence.

It was amazing how many books one could fit into a room, assuming one didn't want to move around very much.

Don't you ever mind," she asked suddenly, "not being rich enough to buy all the books you want?

You ever buy a book and not read it? You feel almost guilty having it up on a bookshelf. People are like, "Hey, how's that book?" "I haven't read it." "Oh, did you just buy it?" "I've had it since high school." "Well, can I borrow it?" "No."

The rest, with very little exaggeration, was books. Meant-to-be-picked-up books. Permanently-left-behind books. Uncertain-what-to-do-with books. But books, books. Tall cases lined three walls of the room, filled to and beyond capacity. The overflow had been piled in stacks on the floor. There was little space left for walking, and none whatever for pacing.