He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head.
I read my books at night, like that, under the quilt with the overheated reading lamp. Reading all those good lines while suffocating. It was magic.
In the end, what's any good reader really hoping for? That spark. That spell. That journey.
I think reading is one of the greatest forms of magic available to us on the planet. Reading is so important.
Few and far between are the books you'll cherish, returning to them time and again, to revisit old friends, relive old happiness, and recapture the magic of that first read.
I hate the idea of any kid missing out on the magic of reading.
School librarians play such an enormous role in bringing children to books they are going to enjoy. It's a magic alchemy when that works.
Reading is one of the greatest forms of magic available to us on the planet.
Every reader has found charms by which to secure possession of a page that, by magic, becomes as if never read before, fresh and immaculate.
