Books wrote our life story, and as they accumulated on our shelves (and on our windowsills, and underneath our sofa, and on top of our refrigerator), they became chapters in it themselves.

In my view, nineteen pounds of old books are at least nineteen times as delicious as one pound of fresh caviar.

I can think of few better ways to introduce a child to books than to let her stack them, upend them, rearrange them, and get her fingerprints all over them.

Reading aloud means no skipping, no skimming, no cutting to the chase.

I have never been able to resist a book about books.

Pen-bereavement is a serious matter.

I'd rather have a book, but in a pinch I'll settle for a set of Water Pik instructions.

I, on the other hand, believe that books, maps, scissors, and Scotch tape dispensers are all unreliable vagrants, likely to take off for parts unknown unless strictly confined to quarters.

But like balloons, they were excessively buoyant, and if you weren't careful, they floated away.

You're a romantic. What's romantic about a guy wanting to go somewhere and actually getting there?

...in the midst of the tumult, part ecstasy and part panic, into which all first-time mothers are thrown by sleep deprivation and headlong identity realignment.

Life as a defeated warrior with dignity is lot better than the king ruling without it.

Along with success comes a reputation for wisdom.

London Fashion Week isn't the most organised, but I don't mind that. It's such an exciting place - it's small and cool.

WHEN YOU ARE IN THE RIGHT, YOU CAN AFFORD TO KEEP YOUR TEMPER; AND WHEN YOU ARE IN THE WRONG, YOU CANNOT AFFORD TO LOSE IT.

If you want to make a difference, then get good at doing something and not just talking about something

A Peace to End All Peace.

He who writes prose builds his temple to Fame in rubble; he who writes verses builds it in granite.

Motion at low Reynolds number is very majestic, slow, and regular.

To sit in solitude, to think in solitude with only the music of the stream and the cedar to break the flow of silence, there lies the value of wilderness.

The man who has ceased to learn ought not to be allowed to wander around loose in these dangerous days.