Books have always a secret influence on the understanding; we
cannot at pleasure obliterate ideas: he that reads books read more

Books have always a secret influence on the understanding; we
cannot at pleasure obliterate ideas: he that reads books of
science, though without any desire fixed of improvement, will
grow more knowing; he that entertains himself with moral or
religious treatises, will imperceptibly advance in goodness; the
ideas which are often offered to the mind, will at last find a
lucky moment when it is disposed to receive them.

The sagacious reader who is capable of reading between these
lines what does not stand written in them, but read more

The sagacious reader who is capable of reading between these
lines what does not stand written in them, but is nevertheless
implied, will be able to form some conception.

The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll read more

The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.

I love to lose myself in other men's minds.
When I am not walking, I am reading;
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I love to lose myself in other men's minds.
When I am not walking, I am reading;
I cannot sit and think. Books think for me.
- Charles Lamb (used pseudonym Elia),

What is twice read is commonly better remembered that what is
transcribed.

What is twice read is commonly better remembered that what is
transcribed.

It may be well to wait a century for a reader, as God has waited
six thousand years for read more

It may be well to wait a century for a reader, as God has waited
six thousand years for an observer.

If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.

If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.

We read to know we are not alone.

We read to know we are not alone.

But truths on which depends our main concern,
That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn,
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But truths on which depends our main concern,
That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn,
Shine by the side of every path we tread
With such a lustre he that runs may read.