Lots of times you have to pretend to join a parade in which you're not really interested in order to get where you're going.

The little Plumpuppets are fairies of beds; They have nothing to do but watch sleepyheads; They turn down the sheets and they tuck you in tight, And dance on your pillow to wish you good night!

When you sell a man a book, you don't sell him 12 ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life.

We visit bookshops not so often to buy any one special book, but rather to rediscover, in the happier and more expressive words of others, our own encumbered soul.

There is indeed a heaven on this earth, a heaven which we inhabit when we read a good book.

The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets.

God made man merely to hear some praise of what he'd done on those Five Days.