Do you arrange your books alphabetically? (I hope not.)

All my life I thought that the story was over when the hero and heroine were safely engaged -- after all, what's good enough for Jane Austen ought to be good enough for anyone. But it's a lie. The story is about to begin, and every day will be a new piece of the plot.

‎What a blight that woman is. Do you happen to know why? I lean toward a malignant fairy at her christening.

Reading good books ruins you for enjoying bad books.

Isola doesn't approve of small talk and believes in breaking the ice by stomping on it.

I believe I am becoming pathetic. I'll go further, I believe that I am in love with a flower-growing, wood-carving quarryman/carpenter/pig farmer. In fact, I know I am. Perhaps tomorrow I will become entirely miserable at the thought that he doesn't love me back - may, even, care for Remy- but at this precise moment I am succumbing to euphoria. My head and stomach feel quite odd.

I am to cover the philosophical side of the debate and so far my only thought is that reading keeps you from going gaga.