Forgive, I hope you won't be upset, but when I was a boy I used to look up and see you behind your desk, so near but far away, and, how can I say this, I used to think that you were Mrs. God, and that the library was a whole world, and that no matter what part of the world or what people or thing I wanted to see and read, you'd find and give it to me.

It takes writing a billion bad words before you get to the good ones.

To feed your Muse, then, you should always have been hungry about life since you were a child. If not, it is a little late to start.

There's no reason to burn books if you don't read them.

I don't try to describe the future. I try to prevent it.

Long before you knew what death was you were wishing it on someone else.

He stood breathing, and the more he breathed the land in, the more he was filled up with all the details of the land. He was not empty. There was more than enough here to fill him. There would always be more than enough.