Bookworm

Mary is a bookworm.

You're a bookworm.

He is, so to speak, a bookworm.

He is what is called a bookworm.

He is what you might call a bookworm.

She is what we call a bookworm.

He must be a bookworm to read ten books every day.

I think I'll have more fun reading something now. I was always part of the bookworm group, but there are times when I just don't feel like reading anything. Right now I'm getting lots of "Read! Read!" waves coming at me.

He's a bookworm.

Tom is a bookworm.

“This,” remarked the sedate observer beside me, “is a bookworm,—one of those men who are born to gnaw dead thoughts. His clothes, you see, are covered with the dust of libraries.