“Time will tell, I suppose, or at least, these pages will.”

“There is only as much space, only as much time, Only as much desire, only as many words, Only as many pages, only as much ink To accept all of us at light-speed Hurrying into the Promised Land Of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later.”

“Once you can write an alphabet, you can write a book of 100 million pages. It’s just a matter of believing it as possible, and taking the cross millimetre by millimetre.”

“For if we’re destroyed, the knowledge is dead…We’re nothing more than dust jackets for books…so many pages to a person…”

“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible”

“A book of flowers will always bloom pages of love.”