“The moment a book is lent I begin to miss it.”

“Never lend books, for no one ever returns them; the only books I have in my library are books that other folks have lent me.”

“There must have been a moment, at the beginning, where we could have said -- no. But somehow we missed it.”

“Still the fact remains, he had me hooked. As he had, of course, from the beginning. I had been writing my book about Johnno from the moment we met.”

“[about a book lent by a crush] Last night I read into the wee small hours. Fell asleep with my face in the book, my nose pressed up against the print. Could smell Sean on the pages, the lingering odours from his sportsbag. Man scent, liniment, damp earth.”

“I have argued that philosophy doesn't begin in wonder or in the fact that things are, it begins in a realization that things are not what they might be. It begins with a sense of a lack, of something missing, and that provokes a series of questions.”