Through my college years, topping that ridge had always given me a great sense of being home, but time had diminished the emotion and I had begun to suspect that home was less a place than an empty page.

A man who wouldn't cheat for a poke don't want one bad enough. --Augustus "Gus" McCrae

A bookman’s love of books is a love of books, not merely of the information in them.

People would be bored shitless if they had to love only the good in someone they care about.

They say money kinda melts when you take it across a border.

The tradition I was born into was essentially nomadic, a herdsmen tradition, following animals across the earth. The bookshops are a form of ranching; instead of herding cattle, I herd books. Writing is a form of herding, too; I herd words into little paragraph-like clusters.

... people are always turning out to be tougher than I think they are.