“He is cured by faith who is sick of fate.”

“Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?”

“Anna was, Livia is, Plurabelle's to be. Northmen's thing made southfolk's place but howmulty plurators made eachone in per-son? Latin me that, my trinity scholard, out of eure sanscreed intooure er...”

“Never back a woman you defend, never get quit of a friend on whom you depend, never make face to a foe till hes rife and never get stuck to another mans pfife.”

“Here's lumbos. Where misties swaddlum, where misches lodge none, where mystries pour kind on, O sleepy! So be yet!”

“And youll miss me more as the narrowing weeks wing by. Someday duly, oneday truly, twosday newly, till whensday.”

“Sometimes two people have to fall apart, to realize how much they need to fall back together.”

“Good literature is one key to peace. When we stop reading each other, when we stop paying attention to each other's words and stories, we too easily oppose one another.”

“There is only one motive for writing a novel: to be published and read. To me there is no distinction between the mystery novel and the novel, only between good books and bad books. A good book tak...”