I thought about the cameras following me in the terminal and pictured my family watching my entrance on TV. I hoped they'd be proud.

Sometimes poets expect me to think far deeper than I'm willing to dig.

I spent the rest of the day doing little more than that. I skipped dinner. I shed a few tears. But mostly, I just sat on my bed thinking and growing more and more depressed. I also discovered the only...

For someone who likes to get around as much as I do, I really travel quite badly. Planes frighten me, boats bore me, trains make me dirty, cars make me car-sick. And practically nothing can equal the...

And with that, I'm going to crawl into bed and try to erase all that has happened today.

I love books, they're in my blood.

With a lump forming in his throat, he thought about all the hopes and dreams that he had for his son. More than anything, he prayed his boy would not grow up to be a screw-up like his dad when it came...

I felt that I had been driven from the temple where for nineteen years, along with other believers, I had worshiped the great god News on a daily basis.

She held up her calloused, grimy fingers. Leo couldn't help thinking there was nothing hotter than a girl who didn't mind getting her hands dirty. But of course, that was just a general comment....

Now that you're an adult, you might still feel a pang of guilt when you decline a dinner invitation in favor of a good book. Or maybe you like to eat alone in restaurants and could do without the...

And every day, Don wrestles with himself. Should he go back to his apartment and recharge over a quiet lunch, as he longs to do, or join his classmates?

I own a book, he thought, delighted.

The owl flies, in the moonlight, over a field where the wounded cry out. Like the owl, I fly in the night over my own misfortune.

A man didn't specialize in mathematics because he had a rare talent for human relationships.

I like to drink when I travel. It enhances things, don't you think?

But nevertheless, the fact remained, it was almost impossible to dislike anyone if one looked at them.

Liked the idea of living in a city - any city, especially a strange one - liked the thought of traffic and crowds, of working in a bookstore, waiting tables in a coffee shop, who knew what kind of...

What? Did we end up hating each other? Did we end up the way we thought we always knew would? Did I end up wearing khakis because of that fucking ad?

We were kept busy learning. We had a million facts to remember.

If a man ordered a beer milkshake he'd better do it in a town where he wasn't known.