Paperbacks Quotes

“Life Is Too Short--So Kiss Slowly,
Laugh Insanely, Love Truly,
And Live With Passion.”
― Andy Vogt

“There's nothing like a printed book; the weight, the woody scent, the feel, the look.”
― E.A. Bucchianeri

“The e-reading revolution may have reached our shores this year but it has yet to reckon with Australia's summer holidays. Intense sunlight plays havoc with screens and the sand invades every nook and cranny, so as convenient and sexy as your new iPad may be, the battered paperback, its pages pocked and swollen from contact with briny hands, will likely remain the beach format of choice for a few years yet.”
― Geordie Williamson

“Paperbacks make the world go round. Okay, maybe only my world. Either way paperbacks rock!”
― Darynda Jones

“Lass.' Saga turned away to hide her smile. How like a fairy tale, that word. Rapunzel. A tall tower by a deep emerald lake. A dark green word, 'lass.'
As she turned, she saw the bookcase beside the armchair- right out there in the garden! It was filled with with paperback books that looked as if they'd been read about a hundred times each. She saw Pride and Prejudice, she saw Middlemarch and The Quiet American. Titles she had seen forever on the shelves in Uncle Marsden's house.
"What if it rains when you're not looking?"
"These are the books everyone likes to read again and again, books you can lose because they'll reappear the minute you turn your back. They replace themselves," he said. Saga pictured this man with the dashing accent as the rescuer of Rapunzel. It was't outrageous in the least. He was handsome enough, though neither tall nor dark. His skin and hair were faintly golden, or they had been once upon a time, and his hands were long and slim like the hands of a prince. Piano hands, Aunt Liz would have said.”
― Julia Glass, The Whole World Over

“Dogeared pages means someone is reading a paperback...”
― Nanette L. Avery

“We walked together in the pages of those paperbacks and marched right out of the pages to walk – and eventually march – together in the streets.”
― Drewey Wayne Gunn, The Golden Age of Gay Fiction