I go on many thrilling adventures and wondrous, profound escapades through books.

Doesn't anything socialistic make you want to throw up? Like great public schools, or health insurance for all?

Make war not on terrorism but on ignorance, on sickness and on environmental degradation.

Our classes were relatively small. Those small classes can feel like family. After a class in French or chemistry or whatever, we'd be talking in the halls about what we just learned.

I think that novels that leave out technology misrepresent life as badly as Victorians misrepresented life by leaving out sex.

Farewell, hello, farewell, hello.

Educating a beautiful woman is like pouring honey into a fine Swiss watch: everything stops.