People Are Quite Frequently Eccentric.

An Urban Novelist Never Minds A Little Decay.

I Spent Part Of My College Years In A Marxist Commune. I Was Not A Marxist. I Wasn't Even Pretending To Be One. I Was A Marxist-in-law.

The Essence Of Charity ... Was Not Deciding What Others Needed And Giving It To Them, But Giving Them What They Wanted.

A Bookstore Is One Of The Few Places Where All The Cantankerous, Conflicting, Alluring Voices Of The World Co-exist In Peace And Order And The Avid Reader Is As Free As A Person Can Possibly Be, Because She Is Free To Choose Among Them.

Not Every Novel That Wants To Be A Tragedy Gets To Be One.