They say the sky is the same everywhere. Travellers, the shipwrecked, exiles, and the dying draw comfort from the thought.

Have you any notion how many books are written about women in the course of one year? Have you any notion how many are written by men? Are you aware that you are, perhaps, the most discussed animal in the universe?

But then anyone who's worth anything reads just what he likes, as the mood takes him, and with extravagant enthusiasm.

There are moments when one can neither think nor feel, she thought, and if one can neithre feel nor think, where's one?

I was always going to the bookcase for another sip of the divine specific.

The weather varies between heavy fog and pale sunshine; My thoughts follow the exact same process.

Few people ask from books what books can give us. Most commonly we come to books with blurred and divided minds, asking of fiction that it shall be true, of poetry that it shall be false, of biography that it shall be flattering, of history that it shall enforce our own prejudices. If we could banish all such preconceptions when we read, that would be an admirable beginning.