Happiness is an accident of nature, a beautiful and flawless aberration.

I can't pass a bookstore without slipping inside, looking for the next book that will burn my hand when I touch its jacket, or hand me over a promissory note of such immense power that it contains the formula that will change everything about me.

My soul found ease and rest in the companionship of books.

It did not look like the work of God, but it might have represented the handicraft of a God with a joyous sense of humor, a dancing God who loved mischief as much as prayer, and playfulness as much as mischief.

The fruit tasted foreign but indigenous, like sunlight a tree had changed through patience.

A recipe is a story that ends with a good meal.

I'd be a conservative if I'd never met any. They're selfish, mean-spirited, egocentric, reactionary, and boring.