Henry Miller Quotes About Reading

Quotes about: Reading

• A book lying idle on a shelf is wasted ammunition.

  Henry Miller

  Inspirational, Lying, Book

  Henry Miller (1969). “Mémoires, Plaidoiries Et Documents”, p.23, New Directions Publishing

• We do not talk - we bludgeon one another with facts and theories gleaned from cursory readings of newspapers, magazines and digests.

  Henry Miller

  Reading, Magazines, Facts

  Henry Miller (1970). “The Air-conditioned Nightmare”, p.109, New Directions Publishing

• I don't think we should read for instruction but to give our souls a chance to luxuriate.

  Henry Miller

  Reading, Luxury, Giving

  "Dear Dear Brenda: The Love Letters of Henry Miller to Brenda Venus".

• All my good reading, you might say, was done in the toilet.

  Henry Miller

  Reading, Done, Toilets

  Henry Miller (1959). “The Henry Miller Reader”, p.25, New Directions Publishing

• All my good reading, you might say, was done in the toilet. There are passages in Ulysses which can be read only in the toilet - if one wants to extract the full flavor of their content.

  Henry Miller

  Funny, Book, Reading

  Henry Miller (2007). “Black Spring”, p.48, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

• If I were reading a book and happened to strike a wonderful passage I would close the book then and there and go for a walk. I hated the thought of coming to the end of a good book. I would tease it along, delay the inevitable as long as possible, But always, when I hit a great passage, I would stop reading immediately. Out I would go, rain, hail, snow or ice, and chew the cud.

  Henry Miller

  Book, Reading, Rain

  Henry Miller (2012). “Plexus (Harper Perennial Modern Classics)”, p.32, HarperCollins UK

• Until it is kindled by a spirit as flamingly alive as the one which gave it birth a book is dead to us. Words divested of their magic are but dead hieroglyphs.

  Henry Miller

  Book, Reading, Magic

  Henry Miller (1969). “Mémoires, Plaidoiries Et Documents”, p.139, New Directions Publishing

• With this book in my hands, reading aloud to my friends, questioning them, explaining to them, I was made clearly to understand that I had no friends, that I was alone in the world. Because in not understanding the meaning of the words, neither I nor my friends, one thing became very clear and that was that there were ways of not understanding and that the difference between the non-understanding of one individual and the non-understanding of another created a world of terra firma even more solid than differences of understanding.

  Henry Miller

  Book, Reading, Hands

• She may be lying in bed reading a book, she may be making love with a prize fighter, or she may be running like mad through a field of stubble, one shoe one, one shoe off, a man named Corn Cob pursuing her hotly. Wherever she is I am standing in complete darkness; her absence blots me out.

  Henry Miller

  Running, Lying, Book

  Henry Miller (2007). “Sexus: The Rosy Crucifixion I”, p.7, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

• From the little reading I had done I had observed that the men who were most in life, who were molding life, who were life itself, ate little, slept little, owned little or nothing. They had no illusions about duty, or the perpetuation of their kith and kin, or the preservation of the State. They were interested in truth and in truth alone. They recognized only one kind of activity - creation.

  Henry Miller

  Reading, Men, Done

  Henry Miller (1964). “Henry Miller on Writing”, New Directions Publishing

• A book is a part of life, a manifestation of life, just as much as a tree or a horse or a star. It obeys its own rhythms, its own laws, whether it be a novel, a play, or a diary. The deep, hidden rhythm of life is always there - that of the pulse, the heart beat.

  Henry Miller

  Horse, Stars, Reading

  Henry Miller (1961). “The Cosmological Eye”, p.273, New Directions Publishing

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