Shakespeare brings us to know ourselves. Dante, with his dissection of all others, bids us to know one another.

Imagine! It is the real power of a book--not what is on the page, but what happens when a reader takes the pages in, makes it part of himself. That is the definition of literature.

...and luckily I have enough in my head to balance what is wanting in my back.

I prefer the society of one faithful person to an association of rapid talkers, who more than anything else seek admiration from one another.

Remember that there are two things in this life that are never worth crying about: what can be cured and what cannot be cured.

Romance is not an idea, but a moment. An unspoken glance when someone looks into your eyes and knows exactly who you are, what you need.

Strangers talking over piles of books do not remain strangers for long.