In literature, as in love, we are astonished by what is chosen by others.
André Maurois

“I’m free to pick my book friends, at least.”
Edna Ferber

When I’m tired and therefore indecisive, last thing at night, it can take half an hour to choose the book I am going to have with me while I brush my teeth. It always matters which book I pick up.
Francis Spufford

I’m beginning to see that our appetite for books is the same as our appetite for food, that our brain tells us when we need the literary equivalent of salads, or chocolate, or meat and potatoes.
Nick Hornby The Polysyllabic Spree

… but then any one who’s worth anything reads just what he likes, as the mood takes him, with extravagant enthusiasm.
Virginia Woolf Jacob’s Room