I am not aware of anything below my neck. I live completely in my head.

He must have smiled at me, though I don't really know, but I don't like to think that I would love someone who hadn't first smiled at me.

One's obligation every day, is to choose to follow the nobler one.

There's a difference between bravery and rash stupidity.

Who you are is a mystery no one can answer, not even you.

Every time I end a book, I look down at myself.

But you know, where did the Brontes go to college? Where did George Eliot go to college? Where did Thomas Paine or Thomas Jefferson or George Washington go? Did George Washington go to college? This idea which we now have that people ought to have these credentials is really ridiculous. Where did Homer go to college?