I Am Not A Ventriloquist.

I Began As A Boy With Artistic Talent... As A Visual Artist... I Thought That Was What I'd Become And In My Late Teens Drifted Into Reading Serious Literature.

Driving Home, It's All I Can Do To Keep From Crying. Time's Come, Time's Gone, Time's Never Returning, I Say To Myself. What's Here In Front Of Me Is All I've Got, I Decide, And As I Drive My Car Through The Blowing Snow It Doesn't Seem Like Much, Except For The Kindness That I've Just Exchanged With An Old Lady, So I Concentrate On That.

Boys Like It When You Talk To Them As If They Were Grown Men—at Least He Always Did When He Was A Kid—because They Pretend That’s What They Are Anyhow, Grown-up Men, And They Do It For Their Entire Lives.

One Hates A Person For The Same Reason One Loves Him

Public Libraries Are The Sole Community Centers Left In America. The Degree To Which A Branch Of The Local Library Is Connected To The Larger Culture Is A Reflection Of The Degree To Which The Community Itself Is Connected To The Larger Culture.