Ocupation: Writer
Life: March 28, 1914 - February 3, 1997
Birthday: March 28
Death: February 3
... because real thoughts come from outside and travel with us like the noodle soup we take to work; in other words, inquisitors burn books in vain. If a book has anything to say, it burns with a quiet laugh, because any book worth its salt points up and out of itself.
source: Bohumil Hrabal (1992). “Too Loud a Solitude”, p.4, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
topic: Real, Book, Laughing, Burn Book