For some of us, books are as important as almost anything else on earth. What a miracle it is that out of these small, flat, rigid squares of paper unfolds world after world after world, worlds that sing to you, comfort and quiet or excite you.

“Sometimes I think that Jesus watches my neurotic struggles, and shakes his head…”

“...since you can't heal your own sick mind with your own sick mind, I needed to…”

“We were raised to believe in books, music, and nature.”

“I've spent my whole life trying to get over having had Nikki for a mother, and …”