What people read revealed so much about them that she considered our card catalog a treasure house of privileged secrets; each card contained the map of an individual’s soul.

Hawthorne has given us a tradition that some people refer to as Yankee Magic Realism, and I do think there is a certain quality to the landscape that definitely leads into the dark woods.

Some stories stayed with you even when you wanted to forget them.

At midnight the wind in the tress can sound like the ocean. The moonlight can make a road appear as endless as the sea.

I read everything of Ray Bradbury when I was 12 or 13, and I think that's the most effective time to read Bradbury. He built such a moral world, where you have to make decisions and grow up.

Unrequited love is so boring. Weeping under a blue-black sky is for suckers or maniacs.

Sally...can no longer think of love as a reality, or even as a possibility, however remote.