For me, literature is a way of enlarging myself by learning about people who are not like me.

I can imagine few worse fates than walking around for the rest of one's life wearing a typo.

A philosophy professor at my college, whose baby became enamored of the portrait of David Hume on a Penguin paperback, had the cover laminated in plastic so her daughter could cut her teeth on the great thinker.

If my father were still writing essays, every full-grown 'girl' would probably be transformed into a'woman'.

I have never been able to resist a book about books.

For me, literature is a way of enlarging myself by learning about people who are not like me.

Pen-bereavement is a serious matter.