If The Soul Cannot Find Its Jacket.

...the Reader Who Plucks A Book From Her Shelf Only Once Is As Deprived As The Listener Who, After Attending A Single Performance Of A Beethoven Symphony, Never Hears It Again.

When I Visit A New Bookstore, I Demand Cleanliness, Computer Monitors, And Rigorous Alphabetization. When I Visit A Secondhand Bookstore, I Prefer Indifferent Housekeeping, Sleeping Cats, And Sufficient Organizational Chaos.

For Me, Literature Is A Way Of Enlarging Myself By Learning About People Who Are Not Like Me.

In My View, Nineteen Pounds Of Old Books Are At Least Nineteen Times As Delicious As One Pound Of Fresh Caviar.

I Can Imagine Few Worse Fates Than Walking Around For The Rest Of One's Life Wearing A Typo.