“Not only were we naked, crazed, and starving (and far from our warm little homes); we were without any good books as well.”

“All phone calls are obscene.”

“A well-composed book is a magic carpet on which we are wafted to a world that we cannot enter in any other way.”

“We hide behind our assumptions and preconceptions as if they were fortresses - shutting people out. I love to witness the fall of a preconception; the way it renders you naked”

“His hands were weak and shaking from carrying far too many books from the bookshop. It was the best feeling.”

“Good books are as friends, willing to give to us if we are willing to make a little effort.”

“Everywhere I looked, I could see only shades of gray. Black and white were nothing more than lofty ideals in our minds, the standards by which we tried to judge things and map out our place in the world in relevance to them. Good and evil, in their purest form, were as intangible and forever beyond our ability to hold in our hand as any Fae illusion. We could only aim at them, aspire to them, and hope not to get so lost in the shadows that we could no longer see the light.”