I like to imagine that, on the day after my last, my library and I will crumble together, so that even when I am no more I'll still be with my books.

Every reader exists to ensure for a certain book a modest immortality. Reading is, in this sense, a ritual of rebirth.

The love of libraries, like most loves, must be learned.

If justice takes place, there may be hope, even in the face of a seemingly capricious divinity.

One book calls to another unexpectedly, creating alliances across different cultures and centuries.

Deserted libraries hold the shades of writers who worked within, and are haunted by their absence.

Entering a library, I am always stuck by the way in which a certain vision of the world is imposed upon the reader through its categories and its order.

Ultimately, the number of books always exceeds the space they are granted.

Unpacking books is a revelatory activity.

If every library is in some sense a reflection of its readers, it is also an image of that which we are not, and cannot be.

But at night, when the library lamps are lit, the outside world disappears and nothing but the space of books remains in existence.

Appreciate every little improvement. Forget to criticize every failure as long as you are learning from them.

History isn't written by the winners OR the losers

Blackhole doesn't crush those things in the vicinity.It miniaturises everything in different laws of physics.

We all have the potential to do terrible things. But we also have the potential to overcome our mistakes.

you ask too many questions, " snapped Cletus.I kept my gaze on Roman. "that's because I get too few answers.

He is an old bore even the grave yawns for him.

Some manufacturers illustrate their advertisements with abstract paintings. I would only do this if I wished to conceal from the reader what I was advertising.

To be able to look at change as an opportunity to grow - that is the secret to being happy.

Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.

The US has just consistently tried to ignore Iran. And this is ironic because the Iranians believe that the United States is as obsessed about them as they are about us.