To divide one's life by years is of course to tumble into a trap set by our own arithmetic. The calendar consents to carry… — Clifton Fadiman Copy Share
A bottle of wine begs to be shared; I have never met a miserly wine lover. — Clifton Fadiman Copy Share
[Books] will visit you at your convenience, whether you are lonesome or not, on rainy days or fair. They propose themselves as either transient… — Clifton Fadiman Copy Share
Name me any liquid except our own blood that flows more intimately and incessantly through the labyrinth of symbols we have conceived to make… — Clifton Fadiman Copy Share
When you read a classic, you do not see more in the book than you did before; you see more in you than there… — Clifton Fadiman Copy Share
To take wine into your mouth is to savor a droplet of the river of human history. — Clifton Fadiman Copy Share
Seriously, I do not know what to say of this book [ Absalom, Absalom!] except that it seem to point to the final blowup… — Clifton Fadiman Copy Share
A man who is careful with his palate is not likely to be careless with his paragraphs. — Clifton Fadiman Copy Share
The kind of poetry to avoid in the pretty-pretty kind that pleased our grandmothers, the kind that Longfellow and Tennyson, good poets at their… — Clifton Fadiman Copy Share
