I swim against the tide because I like to annoy.

Every book, every volume you see here, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and lived and dreamed with it. Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.

Once, in my father's bookshop, I heard a regular customer say that few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his heart. Those first images, the echo of words we think we have left behind, accompany us throughout our lives and sculpt a palace in our memory to which, sooner or later—no matter how many books we read, how many worlds we discover, or how much we learn or forget—we will return.

Sometimes we think people are like lottery tickets, that they're there to make our most absurd dreams come true.

The nurse knew that those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words.

I swim against the tide because I like to annoy.

In this world the only opinion that holds court is prejudice.