There's always a person for every book. And a book for every person.

It was, in many ways, her dream bookshop. Not least because all the books had already been read.Books that had already been read were the best.

We're too practical, I guess. You've got to be something of a dreamer to enjoy books

For as long as she could remember, she had thought that autumn air went well with books, that the two both somehow belonged with blankets, comfortable armchairs, and big cups of coffee or tea.

Feel-good books were ones you could put down with a smile on your face, books that made you think the world was a little crazier, stranger, and more beautiful when you looked up from them.

As long as she had books and money, nothing could be a catastrophe.

That which didn't kill them made them stranger.

This is a small town, so everyone talks. Ironic, isn't it—so few people, so many opinions?

He was thinking what a long and wide thing time is, to have so many happenings in it.

The irrevocable events of our lives happen in seconds, sometimes fractions of seconds.

I always say that writing non-fiction versus writing fiction is a bit like architecture versus abstract painting.

Breakfast without orange juice is like a day without sunshine.

I think of the church as this bride of Christ, who is incredibly capable of doing amazing things. And so where we see injustice, we come, not with fists clenched but with palms up.

It is a matter of regret that many low, mean suspicions turn out to be well founded.

People have every right to be offended -- but that doesn't mean they get to take away your right to offend.

We all have what might be called a culturally modified brain, and as cultures evolve, they continually lead to new changes in the brain.

Art is not a luxury, but a necessity.

As a man without forethought scarcely deserves the name of a man, so forethought without reflection is but a metaphorical phrase for the instinct of a beast.