I like to give people novels I think they would like, on no particular occasion - just when we're in a bookstore together. I like to receive reference books on my birthday.

Here we are at the bottom, almost empty. It's like confetti, these dried remnants you find in the street for a party no one invited you to. But they used to be, I can admit, part of something beautiful.

For Beatrice- My love for you shall live forever. You, however, did not.

Chestnuts in stuffing tastes like someone chewed up a tree branch and then French-kissed it into your mouth.

They say in every library there is a single book that can answer the question that burns like a fire in the mind.

But the law is an odd thing. For instance, one country in Europe has a law that requires all its bakers to sell bread at the exact same price. A certain island has a law that forbids anyone from removing its fruit. And a town not too far from where you live has a law that bars me from coming within five miles of its borders.

I want to love you and take you pretty places. Yes, I have things wrong, but also I can walk through walls if you'll let me show you.