For a dyed-in-the-wool author, nothing is as dead as a book once it is written. She is rather like a cat whose kittens have grown up.

If books were Persian carpets, one would not look only at the outer side. because it is the stitch that makes a carpet wear, gives it its life and bloom.

The motto was 'Pax', but the word was set in a circle of thorns.

When you learn to read you will be born again...and you will never be quite so alone again.

"It is My own peace I give unto you." Not, notice, the world's peace.

The stitch of a book is its words.