E-mail is a modern Penny Post: the world is a single city with a single postal rate.

If you truly love a book, you should sleep with it, write in it, read aloud from it, and fill its pages with muffin crumbs.

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.

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.

It is a grave error to assume that ice cream consumption requires hot weather.

The action most worth watching is not at the center of things, but where edges meet.

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

Our view of reality is only a view, not reality itself.

Anyone who doubts that caffeine is a drug should read some of the prose composed under its influence.

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

I left this conversation hours ago, but somehow my mouth is still moving, words are still forming, and none have seemed to offend. Amazing, the mind. My mind, I mean. Not hers.

We put our thoughts on the social media and think that it is the reality, without realising how far we are from the truth.

The heart errs like the head; its errors are not any the less fatal, and we have more trouble getting free of them because of their sweetness.

Planned Parenthood should absolutely be defunded. I mean if you look at what's going on with that, it's terrible. And many other things should be defunded and many things should be cut.

Where is it written that if you don't like religion you are somehow disqualified from being a legitimate American? What was Mark Twain, a Russian?

We must accept that this creative pulse within us is God's creative pulse itself.

How can there be peace without people understanding each other; and how can this be if they don't know each other?

Leave the dishes unwashed and the demands on your time unanswered. Be ruthless and refuse to do what people ask of you.

what's the good of having news an' ye must coop it? It's like cold veal pie upon the chest for supper, the same being over old, under done, and dry o' gravy.