I master my doubts now. I have fun with them, they're my travelling companions.
All it takes is one teacher - just one - to save us from ourselves and make us forget all the others.
By making time to read, like making time to love, we expand our time for living.
The paradoxical virtue of reading lies in distancing ourselves from the world so that we may make sense of it.
A well-chosen book saves you from everything, including yourself.
I have never experienced a sorrow that was not relieved by an hour of reading.