He wondered whether home was a thing that happened to a place after a while, or if it was something that you found in the end, if you simply walked and waited and willed it long enough.

There are a number of paths that lead to this place. I have been avoiding them for some small time, now.

Perfection is like chasing the horizon. Keep moving.

It felt like a small forever.

I see libraries and librarians as frontline soldiers in the war against illiteracy and the lack of imagination.

I loved the fact that I was suddenly no longer dependent on whether a store took out an ad in the right place, or on the word on the street.

You know the best thing about aeroplanes? Apart from the peanuts in little silver bags, I mean. It's looking out of the windows at the clouds and thinking maybe I could go walking in there. Maybe it's a special place where everything's okay. Sometimes I do go walking in the clouds but it's just cold and wet and empty. But when you look out of a plane it's a special world... and I like it.