No Book That Is Written For An

I Keep Telling Myself I Should Try Very Hard To Write A Novel Of About 210 Pages... I Don't Seem To Be Capable Of It, But I Keep Hoping It Will Happen.

When You Handle Books All Day Long, Every New One Is A Friend And A Temptation.

It's A Shame For Women's History To Be All About Men--first Boys, Then Other Boys, Then Men Men Men. It Reminds Me Of The Way Our School History Textbooks Were All About Wars And Elections, One War After Another, With The Dull Periods Of Peace Skimmed Over Whenever They Occurred. (our Teachers Deplored This And Added Extra Units About Social History And Protest Movements, But That Was Still The Message Of The Books.)

There Is Nothing Harder, At Moments, Than Talking To Someone Who Has All The Power Of Silence.

The Very Worst Impulses Of Humankind Can Survive Generations, Centuries, Even Millennia. And The Best Of Our Individual Efforts Can Die With Us At The End Of A Single Lifetime.