Then You Must Say To Her, 'madame,

Never Before Had I Known The Sudden Quiver Of Understanding That Travels From Word To Brain To Heart, The Way A New Language Can Move, Coil, Swim Into Life Under The Eyes, The Almost Savage Leap Of Comprehension, The Instantaneous, Joyful Release Of Meaning, The Way The Words Shed Their Printed Bodies In A Flash Of Heat And Light.

Every Writer Hopes His Or Her Book Will Be Its Own Thing.

For The First Time, I Had Been Struck By The Excitement Of The Traveler Who Looks History In Her Subtle Face.

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

As You Know, Human History Is Full Of Evil Deeds, And Maybe We Ought To Think Of Them With Tears, Not Fascination.