Books wrote our life story, and as they accumulated on our shelves (and on our windowsills, and underneath our sofa, and on top of our refrigerator), they became chapters in it themselves. — Anne Fadiman Copy Share Image
“...in the midst of the tumult, part ecstasy and part panic, into which all first-time mothers are thrown by sleep deprivation and headlong identity… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
“He simply could not imagine a time when being a Jew, or even a half Jew, was not a disability.” — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
“When he looked back at the menu as an old man, it brought back everything; the food, the wine, the private dining room, the… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
“His books commingled democratically, united under the all-inclusive flag of Literature. Some were vertical, some horizontal, and some actually placed behind others. Mine were… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
“her father had built from ax-hewn planks thatched with bamboo and grass. The floor was dirt, but it was clean. Her mother, Foua, sprinkled… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
Some day, as soon as a book is printed it will be simultaneously put into digital form. That will be a wonderful research tool,… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
The most important thing when starting out with essay writing is to find a voice with which you're comfortable. You need to find a… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
“Going through a dead parent's memorabilia is a hazardous undertaking; there is a fine line between pleasure and pain.” — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
“He was constantly, pathologically, insanely busy. That’s how he afforded the wine.” — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
...the reader who plucks a book from her shelf only once is as deprived as the listener who, after attending a single performance of… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
“Benjamin Franklin wrote that he would like to be embalmed in a cask of Madeira” — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
“It has long been my belief that everyone's library contains an Odd Shelf. On this shelf rests a small, mysterious corpus of volumes whose… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
If you truly love a book, you should sleep with it, write in it, read aloud from it, and fill its pages with muffin… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
Something amazing happens when the rest of the world is sleeping. I am glued to my chair. I forget that I ever wanted to… — Anne Fadiman Copy Share
