Leaves hung in the stillness like hands of the newly dead.

Beneath the gore and smoke and loam, this book is about the evanescence of life, and why some men choose to fill their brief allotment of time engaging the impossible, others in the manufacture of sorrow. In the end it is a story of the ineluctable conflict between good and evil, daylight and darkness, the White City and the Black.

Reading is such a personal thing to me. I'd much rather give someone a gift certificate to a bookstore, and let that person choose his or her own books.

Whenever I finish a book, I start with a blank slate and never have ideas lined up.

Reading Mission to Paris is like sipping a fine Chateau Margaux: Sublime!

I like all kinds of music, though I tend to prefer jazz and classics.

I thought I'd go to a bookstore and see what moved me.