I heard a sigh, as though the books were breathing. I felt that this was where I belonged. This was where I lived.

If I hadn't learned my lesson, I would have wished we could stay there forever. But I knew better now. We'd seen what we'd come to see. The way to trick death. Breathe in. Breathe out. Watch as it all rises upwards, black and blue into the even bluer sky.

I feel as if when you love a book it becomes a part of you whether you have it on your shelves or not.

How could I have been so stupid to ignore everything I’d had in my life? The color red alone was worth kingdoms.

We are only an instant, that's true. But we are eternal.

Perhaps it is possible to discover more in silence than in speech. Or perhaps it is only that those who are silent among us learn to listen.

I heard a sigh, as though the books were breathing. I felt that this was where I belonged. This was where I lived.