I like to think the price I paid by being open about my private life helped.

By betrayal, I mean promising to be on your side, then being on somebody else's.

Any measurement must take into account the position of the observer. There is no such thing as measurement absolute, there is only measurement relative.

I like being on my own better than I like anything else, but I can't give up love. Maybe it's the tension between longing and aloneness that I need. My own funicular railway, holding in balance the two things most likely to destroy me.

For me, the most painful thing is the thought of shelves without books. This is the problem with the digital thing. I do not want to see it on electronic. I do not want to see all of those indices on Kindle. I don't want this physical object to disappear, because when it's there and it's present, it's continually suggesting new relationships in a way that an electronic index couldn't.

Quoting her mother: The trouble with a book is you never know what's in it until it's too late!

I would eat my way into perdition to taste you.