What she was finding also was how one book led to another, doors kept opening wherever she turned and the days weren't long enough for the reading she wanted to do.

A book is a device to ignite the imagination.

Books are not about passing time. They're about other lives. Other worlds. Far from wanting time to pass, one just wishes one had more of it. If one wanted to pass the time one could go to New Zealand.

You don't put your life into your books, you find it there.

We started off trying to set up a small anarchist community, but people wouldn't obey the rules.

How do I define history? It's just one fucking thing after another

The days weren't long enough for the reading she wanted to do.

Above literature?' said the Queen. 'Who is above literature? You might as well say one was above humanity.

Sometimes there is no next time, no time-outs, no second chances. Sometimes it’s now or never.