A few hundred years ago there were no differences between magic and medicine.

I am not at all a chocoholic. I would rather eat anchovy toast.

A named thing is a tamed thing.

Garden work clears the mind.

Guilleaume left La Praline with a small bag of florentines in his pocket; before he had turned the corner of avenue des Francs Bourgeois I saw him stoop to offer one to the dog. A pat, a bark, a wagging of the short stubby tail. As I said, some people never have to think about giving.

Library-denigrators, pay heed:suggesting that the Internet is a viable substitute for libraries is like saying porn could replace your wife.

Life is what you celebrate. All of it. Even its end.