"Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home."
- Anna Quindlen
"I have sometimes thought that the reason trees are so quiet in summer is that they are in a sort of ecstasy; it is in winter, when the biologists tell us they sleep, that they are most awake, because the sun is gone and they are addicts without their drug, sleeping restlessly and often waking, walking the dark corridors of forests searching for the sun."