There are only two classes in society: those who get more than they earn, and those who earn more than they get.

Your readiest desire is your path to joy... even if it destroys you.

History proves there is no better advertisement for a book than to condemn it for obscenity.

The better the book the more room for the reader.

A good book is always on tap; it may be decanted and drunk a hundred times, and it is still there for further imbibement.

A large, still book is a piece of quietness, succulent and nourishing in a noisy world, which I approach and imbibe with "a sort of greedy enjoyment," as Marcel Proust said of those rooms of his old home whose air was "saturated with the bouquet of silence."

Intuition is reason in a hurry.