The voice of Love seemed to call to me, but it was a wrong number.

Every night I cuddle with a blob of unbaked clay I fashioned in the shape of a woman. But that’s what being in love is all about.

Never lend books, for no one ever returns them; the only books I have in my library are books that other folks have lent me.

There is no surer foundation for a beautiful friendship than a mutual taste in literature.

Where we are would be Paradise to me, if you would only make it so.

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.

One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be family.

Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea