“Here was a man who'd learned to write before he could think, a man who threw out logical fallacies like tacks behind a getaway car, and he always always always got away.” — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
“When a human being develops an argument, when a human being attempts not only to think but to speak with precision, he or she… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
There is a strange taboo in our society against ending something merely because it is not pleasant-- life, love, a conversation, you name it,… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
“I wish you wouldn't say the first thing that comes into your head, Ludo. There is an obvious difference between someone who works within… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
“So Lucille pressed the button, and a panel slid open in the wall, and the transporter came through, and sure enough here was the… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
“In her excitement at the idea of just walking out the door she had walked out the door without stopping to practice and without… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I rode the Circle Line reading a book on organic chemistry and sometimes I read Leave It to Psmith for the 20th or… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
The master swordsman isn't interested in killing people. He only wants to perfect his art. — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
“I thought suddenly Look. If Kambei had stopped recruiting when the first samurai didn’t work out a 205-minute masterpiece of modern cinema would have… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
The typical review makes a Teletubby look like a sabre-toothed tiger. You can economize by reading online rather than squandering $4.95, yes, but all… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
Perhaps this is the root of all evil, that gardeners are not put in charge of our schools. — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
“Yamamoto said he thought you had to be able to hear how something did not work as part of a bigger thing to hear… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
“Something looked through my grandfather's eyes. It said Being an accountant, it's not the end of the world. Something looked at my Uncle Danny.… — Helen DeWitt Copy Share Image
