He asked <...> Rosemary, why do you love books so much? And I said, Well, I don't know <...> I suppose I love them because they're quiet, and I can take them to the park.

Walking the stacks in a library, dragging your fingers across the spines -- it's hard not to feel the presence of sleeping spirits.

Neel takes a sharp breath and I know exactly what it means. It means: I have waited my whole life to walk through a secret passage built into a bookshelf.

All the secrets of the world worth knowing are hiding in plain site.

Let me give you some advice: make friends with a millionaire when he's a friendless sixth-grader.

... nothing lasts long. We all come to life and gather allies and build empires and die, all in a single moment - maybe a single pulse of some giant processor somewhere.

Your life must be an open city, with all sorts of ways to wander in.

Her home is the burrow of a bibliophile hobbit -- low-ceilinged, close-walled, and brimming over with books.

You know, I'm really starting to think the whole world is just a patchwork quilt of crazy little cults, all with their own secret spaces, their own records, their own rules.

A clerk and a ladder and warm golden light, and then: the right book exactly, at exactly the right time.

There is no immortality that is not built on friendship and work done with care. All the secrets in the world worth knowing are hiding in plain sight.

Those who lack courage, can’t be kind for kindness is a state of courage.

Irony of the Fact:Half of our time we waste, thinking how to manage our time.

I think journalism gets measured by the quality of information it presents, not the drama or the pyrotechnics associated with us.

I confess to getting quickly bored by one style of expression, and I like to experiment with all different sorts of modes. I rebel against familiar tools.

Oh! 'tis a precious thing, when wives are dead, To find such numbers who will serve instead: And in whatever state a man be thrown, 'Tis that precisely they would wish their own.

And I just can't live in this present. I would go mad if I did.

I am opposed to the use of public funds for private education.

The writing of Kathleen McGookey shines more brightly than most fine things we feel pleasure to read. Celebrate it!

Glorify who you are today, do not condemn who you were yesterday, and dream of who you can be tomorrow.

For many people, change is more threatening than challenging. They see it as the destroyer of what is familiar and comfortable rather than the creator of what is new and exciting.