Though a woman tempted man to eat, my dear Longfellow," said Holmes, "you never hear of Eve having to do with his drinking, for he took to that of his own notion.

He was outwardly calm but inwardly bleeding to death.

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

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.

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

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

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.