There are too many books in the world to read in a single lifetime; you have to draw the line somewhere.

My genius is not so frail a thing that it cowers from the dirty fingers of newspapernen.

Sometimes when you open the door to the past, what you confront is your destiny.

Prescription: 'Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Case Book of Sherlock Holmes. Take ten pages, twice a day, til end of course.

What good is truth, at midnight, in the dark, when the wind is roaring like a bear in the chimney?

The tears I gratified him with were fake ones. Ones that set off my green eyes the way diamonds set off emeralds. And it worked. If you dazzled a man with green eyes, he will be so hypnotized that he won’t notice there is someone inside the eyes spying on him. – Vida Winters Page 268

He didn't know of course. Not really. And yet that was what he said, and I was soothed to hear it. For I knew what he meant. We all have our sorrows, and although the exact delineaments, weight, and dimensions of grief are different for everyone, the color of grief is common to us all. "I know," he said, because he was human, and therefore, in a way, he did.