“Which is him?" The grammar was faulty, maybe, but we could not know, then, that it would go in a book someday.”

“Why are they going to disappear him?'I don't know.'It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good grammar.”

“The thought of these vast stacks of books would drive him mad: the more he read, the less he seemed to know — the greater the number of the books he read, the greater the immense uncountable number of those which he could never read would seem to be…. The thought that other books were waiting for him tore at his heart forever.”

“Eric,” she said, “maybe someday one of the waitresses will get pregnant, and wecan go to a baby shower!”“That would be something to see,” said Eric”

“I could ask him if he think "a lot" means the same as "too many"...I could tell him that he shouldn't call a girl a slut because someday she might be somebody's mother...maybe she's a slut because she's lonely, she's sad, she's hoping someone or something will make the lonely and sad go away.”

“...maybe great books were coiled within him like springs, books that could have separated inside from outside.”