A Book's Flaws Make It Less Predictable.

My Father Was An Engineer - He Wasn't Literary, Not A Writer Or A Journalist, But He Was One Of The World's Great Readers. Every Two Weeks, He'd Take Me To Our Local Branch Library And Pull Books Off The Shelf For Me, Stacking Them Up In My Arms - 'have You Read This? And This? And This?"

My Hatred Gives Me Strength.

Find Someone Who Will Tremble For Your Touch, Someone Whose Fingers Are A Poem.

Inside Every Human Being, There Is Unlimited Time And Space.

Only Peons Made Excusses For Themselves She Taught Me. Never Apologize, Never Explain.