When you have the goods, you don't need to dress up what you're writing.

Slum kids die slowly, their lives eroded at so languid a pace that even they would have trouble tracing the disintegration. To the children of war death explodes like a car bomb.

Anytime you make a person into something other than himself, you make a monster.

Whatever you think matters - doesn't. Follow this rule, and you will add decades to your life.

The God worth worshipping is the one who pays us the compliment of self - regulation, and we might return it by minding our own business.

A library should be like a pair of open arms.

Come September, children return to school, grownups to work, and the brain to the head.