Reading, unless it’s for writing, is high-class idling.
The dead alive and busy.
There is nothing that everyone should read but a lot that no one should.
The reader properly resents coincidence. Life does not arrange itself to suit him; why should it arrange itself to suit the author?
No one wants realism in fiction — only a bit of reality tinsel to decorate the old myths.
Readers fall in love with villains because authors do.
To read well you have to live a little.
The reader will often reject, when it is explained and argued for, what he would swallow if it were stated baldly and unadorned.
Write in the margin as you would speak to the author.
News is noise.