Existing libraries, in their very being, seem to question the authority of those in power. Alberto Manguel More Quotes by Alberto Manguel More Quotes From Alberto Manguel At night, here in the library, the ghosts have voices. Alberto Manguel library voice night In my fool hardy youth, when my friends were dreaming of heroic deeds in the realms of engineering and law, finance and national politics, I dreamt of becoming a librarian. Alberto Manguel engineering law dream Libraries, whether my own or shared with a greater reading public, have always seemed to me pleasantly mad places, and for as long as I can remember I've been seduced by their labyrinthine logic, which suggests that reason (if not art) rules over a cacophonous arrangement of books. Alberto Manguel reading book art Life happened because I turned the pages. Alberto Manguel pages motivational inspirational In the light, we read the inventions of others; in the darkness we invent our own stories. Alberto Manguel light writing night Books read in a public library never have the same flavour as books read in the attic or the kitchen. Alberto Manguel library kitchen book Ordered by subject, by importance, ordered according to whether the book was penned by God or by one of God's creatures, ordered alphabetically or by numbers or by the language in which the text is written, every library translates the chaos of discovery and creation into a structured system of hierarchies or a rampage of free associations. Alberto Manguel numbers discovery book I don't remember ever feeling lonely; in fact, on the rare occasions when I met other children I found their games and their talk far less interesting than the adventures and dialogues I read in my books. Alberto Manguel lonely book children There is a line of poetry, a sentence in a fable, a word in an essay, by which my existence is justified; find that line, and immortality is assured. Alberto Manguel fables justified lines In a library, no empty shelf remains empty for long. Alberto Manguel library empty long Entering a library, I am always stuck by the way in which a certain vision of the world is imposed upon the reader through its categories and its order. Alberto Manguel library vision order I had a library of maybe 1,000 books in my room in Buenos Aires. I did have the sense that everything there was organised in the right way. You'll probably think I needed serious psychiatric treatment, but there were times when I would not buy a book because I knew it wouldn't fit one of the categories into which I had divided the library. Alberto Manguel library book thinking The telling of stories creates the real world. Alberto Manguel real stories world Unicorns, dragons, witches may be creatures conjured up in dreams, but on the page their needs, joys, anguishes, and redemptions should be just as true as those of Madame Bovary or Martin Chuzzlewit. Alberto Manguel dragons dream writing We can imagine the books we'd like to read, even if they have not yet been written, and we can imagine libraries full of books we would like to possess, even if they are well beyond our reacher, because we enjoy dreaming up a library that reflects every one of our interests and every one of our foibles--a library that, in its variety and complexity, fully reflects the reader we are. Alberto Manguel library dream book I like to imagine that, on the day after my last, my library and I will crumble together, so that even when I am no more I'll still be with my books. Alberto Manguel library together book If justice takes place, there may be hope, even in the face of a seemingly capricious divinity. Alberto Manguel divinity justice may Ultimately, the number of books always exceeds the space they are granted. Alberto Manguel space numbers book I have no feelings of guilt regarding the books I have not read and perhaps will never read; I know that my books have unlimited patience. They will wait for me till the end of my days. Alberto Manguel waiting feelings book I know that something dies when i give up my books, and that my memory keeps going back to them with mournful nostalgia. Alberto Manguel giving-up memories book
