Never trust a man who reads only one book.

...the problem with words is that once spoken, they cannot find their way back to the speaker alone.

She loves you, loathes you, treats you well, then ill. Like a leech or a surgeon's knife, she's double-edged: sometimes she'll cure, but sometimes she will kill.

One is never alone with a book nearby, don't you agree? Every page reminds us of a day that has passed and makes us relive the emotions that filled it. Happy hours underlined in red pencil, dark ones in black.

You don't choose your friends, they choose you, and you either reject them or you accept them without reservations.

Never trust a man who reads only one book.

Chess is all about getting the king into check, you see. It's about killing the father. I would say that chess has more to do with the art of murder than it does with the art of war.