Everything Touches Everything.

Time Forks Perpetually Toward Innumerable Futures.

The Original Is Unfaithful To The Translation.

We Have A Very Precise Image - An Image At Times Shameless - Of What We Have Lost, But We Are Ignorant Of What May Follow Or Replace It.

Let Others Pride Themselves About How Many Pages They Have Written; I'd Rather Boast About The Ones I've Read.

If I Were Asked To Name The Chief Event In My Life, I Should Say My Father's Library.