Genius Is Intuition On Fire.

A Large, Still Book Is A Piece Of Quietness, Succulent And Nourishing In A Noisy World, Which I Approach And Imbibe With "a Sort Of Greedy Enjoyment," As Marcel Proust Said Of Those Rooms Of His Old Home Whose Air Was "saturated With The Bouquet Of Silence."

There Are Only Two Classes In Society: Those Who Get More Than They Earn, And Those Who Earn More Than They Get.

Forgive Everybody But Yourself.

Your Library Is Your Portrait.

Your Readiest Desire Is Your Path To Joy... Even If It Destroys You.