He started to look at me in a manner I recognized: it was the way I looked at a new book, one I had never read before, one that surprised me with all it had to say.

Pride is a funny thing; it can make what is truly worthless appear to be a treasure.

But what we are given is taken as well, so that we know God's glory comes to us from His will alone.

That was the way love was, invisible, there whether or not you wanted to see it or admit to it.

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

Any institution becomes a community - whether it's a high school or a boarding school or a publishing company or a small town where everybody knows certain things about people.

You can't dispute the ridiculous. You can't argue reasonably with evil.