I read passionately with a need to know and see the act of reading as an act of cognition and not simply a means of passing time.

Faculty Meetings are held whenever the need to show off is combined with the imperative of accomplishing nothing.

To value the tradition of, and the discipline required for, the craft of fiction seems today pointless. The real Arcadia is a lonely, mountainous plateau, overbouldered and strewn with the skulls of sheep slain for vellum and old bitten pinions that tried to be quills. It's forty rough miles by mule from Athens, a city where there's a fair, a movie house, cotton candy.

The urge for Chinese food is always unpredictable: famous for no occasion, standard fare for no holiday, and the constant as to demand is either whim, the needy plebiscite of instantly famished drunks, or pregnancy.

The ears, which master the face of a dunce, are that part of the head which most publishes stupidity.

I kneel to my Lord because I am such a failure. I pray, I hope, I look to the Gospels.

I thought... their elegance... lies not so much in their clothes as in their bodies, and their bodies have received it, and continue to unceasingly receive it, from their souls, which are just like yours, lovely Simonetta.