I believe in discovering the love that exists and then trying to understand it. Not to invent a love and try to make it exist, but to find what does exist, and then to see what it is.

I'm confused, and brilliant books help me to be less so.

I have a very basic notion of the structure the book might have - that's mostly it. The rest is luck and happenstance.

That would be the death of anyone - to recognize false hopes with a certainty. One mustn't know that. If it is offered, refuse!

Not that believing such things has anything to do with whether they are true. You see that, don't you?

I like small books. I like durable books. I like plain books. I like small type and thin pages.

It is at the heart of our human enterprise, that is to say, at the heart of society, to allow consensus a power it ought not to have.