A book is a gift you can open again and again.
I've seen the truth, and it makes no sense.
People in cars cause accidents and accidents in cars cause people.
Sometimes you have to avoid mentioning things because people's feelings are tender.
I love rhymes; I love to write a poem about New York and rhyme 'oysters' with 'The Cloisters.' And 'The lady from Knoxville who bought her brassieres by the boxful.' I just feel a sort of small triumph.
Librarians, Dusty, possess a vast store of politeness. These are people who get asked regularly the dumbest questions on God's green earth. These people tolerate every kind of crank and eccentric and mouth breather there is.