I remembered that, and, remembering that, I remembered everything.

We wrapped our dreams in words and patterned the words so that they would live forever, unforgettable.

Spiders' webs only have to be large enough to catch flies.

She had such unusual eyes. They made me think of the seaside, and so I called her Ocean, and could not have told you why.

Nothing I did where the only reason for doing it was the money was ever worth it, except as bitter experience.

A book is a dream that you hold in your hands.

It may help to understand human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumphs and tragedies of history are caused, not by people being fundamentally good or fundamentally bad, but by people being fundamentally people.