We suppose it was inevitable. You’ve seen Cupidtino, the dating site for Apple fans. And then there’s Tastebuds, which forges love connections between indie rockers. Now, to the surprise of absolutely no one, two Matts have launched Alikewise, a site that matches singles based on their taste in books. Just in case you were thinking of joining up and meeting your bookworm soul mate, we’ve put together this handy list of 25 pickup lines to use on the library-loving hottie of your dreams.
I’ll be a Jane around the house but a Bertha in bed.
Wait until you see the size of my… Philip K. Dick library.
Just like James Joyce, I know how to make a girl go, “yes I said yes I will Yes.”
I’m a classic Horatio Alger story — namely, Ragged Dick and Struggling Upward .
You’re so hunky, you must be hiding a rapidly aging portrait somewhere in your attic.
I wasn’t a big fan of “Eat” or “Pray,” but there ain’t nothin’ wrong with “Love.”
Girl, you’re so flawless, even James Wood couldn’t find anything to criticize.
Hey, baby, the sun is not the only thing that also rises.
I know why the caged bird sings — because I’m that good, that’s why.
I love the way you fill out an Amazon wishlist.
Do you know how I can contact Sherlock Holmes? Because I need to solve the mystery of how to win your heart.
Good fences make good neighbors — except when that neighbor looks like you.
Naked Lunch, anyone?
Welcome to my apartment — or, as the ladies like to call it, The Joy Luck Club.
How about you and I re-write The Story of O together?
Will you be the Tropic of Cancer to my Delta of Venus?
I would endure a Dan Brown novel, if that’s what it took to win your heart.
You know Bookslut? They named it after me.
I’m looking for a Malcolm Gladwell fan who can get me over the tipping point in the blink of an eye.
We could make such a beautiful library together.
I hope you’re one of the best minds of my generation, because I’d sure like to see you naked.
Forget the New Yorker. You’d make my 20 Under 40 list any day.
Single white female seeks Brooklyn-dwelling Jonathan for coffee-shop work dates, long walks in Prospect Park, baby-making.
Little-known fact: The Sound and the Fury wasn’t named after Macbeth — it was inspired by a night with me.
I finished Infinite Jest. Wanna bone?
Reading Is Sexy image by Sarah Utter. Buy her stuff here.