One thing I’ve noticed about getting older, it takes twice as much work to get half the results one formerly achieved by falling out of bed.

He needed fresh air and sunshine. A walk in the woods and afterward a good book to read by the fire. Yeah, that was the life.

The problem with a life spent reading is you know too much.

I'm a thirty-something gay man with a dodgy heart. I sell books for a living. Who wants to read about that?

I liked you the first time I saw you. You were sitting on the floor surrounded by books, and you looked up when I opened the door and smiled right at me. It felt like you had been waiting for me, like you were welcoming me home.

Have I ever told you, you look like Monty Clift? he inquired in a deep, seductive voice. Before or after the accident?

He went through the cupboards, found the olive oil, and started upstairs again. He glanced down at the green and gold label and had to bite back a laugh at the words Extra Virgin. That about summed it up.