I'm reading Other Colors at the moment, and it's definitely one of the best books I've ever encountered. It just sucks you in. But, anyways, here are some truths I enjoyed this morning:
- If a novelist can finish a book without dreaming of its cover, he is wise, well-rounded, and a fully formed adult, but he's also lost the innocence that made him a novelist in the first place
- Detailed depictions of heroes on book covers insult not just the author's imagination but also his readers'.
- When designers decide that The Red and the Black deserves a red and black jacket, or when they decorate books entitled Blue House or Chateaux with illustrations of blue houses or chateaux, they do not leave us thinking they've been faithful to the text but wondering if they've even read it.
- If, years after reading a book, we catch a glimpse of its cover, we are returned at once to that long-ago day when we curled up in a corner with that book to enter the world hidden inside.
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