One of the very best reasons for having children is to be reminded of the incomparable joys of a snow day.

Orchid hunting is a mortal occupation.

I think of myself as something of a connoisseur of procrastination, creative and dogged in my approach to not getting things done.

Living in a rural setting exposes you to so many marvelous things - the natural world and the particular texture of small-town life, and the exhilarating experience of open space.

You have to simply love writing, and you have to remind yourself often that you love it.

Libraries are what is best about us as a society: open, exciting, rich, informative, free, inclusive, engaging.

A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky, unbidden, and seems like a thing of wonder.

An ordinary life examined closely reveals itself to be exquisite and complicated and exceptional, somehow managing to be both heroic and plain.

There's a marvelous sense of mastery that comes with writing a sentence that sounds exactly as you want it to.

Even after I'd published three books and had been writing full-time for twenty years, my father continued to urge me to go to law school.

I don't like hiking with convicts carrying machetes.

It doesn't matter that you didn't believe in us, " said Mr. Ibis. "We believed in you.

If one cannot see gravitation acting here, he has no soul.

In Nature there are no good or bad outcomes -- only consequences.

Music was like my first real toy. I was an only child for a while, and I was alone a lot of the time - and I liked it. I still like being alone.

There is plenty of law at the end of a nightstick.

The Building of European Commission would be perfect for a brothel.

When you interrupt, you've stopped listening. People need to be heard.

Odd, isn't it? You know when your birthday is, but not your death day, even though you pass the date year after year, never suspecting that some day.

On the allegation of withholding temperature data, we find that CRU was not in a position to withhold access to such data or tamper with it.

When the rose and the cross are united the alchemical marriage is complete and the drama ends. Then we wake from history and enter eternity.