A Library Could Show You Everything If

I Still Write In Long Hand. I Type Like A Chimpanzee.

Few Things Linger Longer Or Become More Indwelling Than That Feeling Of Both Completion And Emptiness When A Great Book Ends. That The Book Accompanies The Reader Forever From That Day Forward Is Part Of Literature's Profligate Generosity.

Happiness Is An Accident Of Nature, A Beautiful And Flawless Aberration.

She Had So Mastered The Strategies Of Camouflage That Her Own History Had Seemed A Series Of Well-placed Mirrors That Kept Her Hidden From Herself.

My Soul Found Ease And Rest In The Companionship Of Books.