The Magic Of Childhood Is

A Book Is Really Like A Lover. It Arranges Itself In Your Life In A Way That Is Beautiful.

I Was A Very Sickly Child. My Parents Were Immigrants. They Were Not Decorous. They Were Not Discreet. They Always Thought I Was Gonna Die.

A Book Is Really Like A Lover. It Arranges Itself In Your Life In A Way That Is Beautiful. Even As A Kid, My Sister, Who Was The Eldest, Brought Books Home For Me, And I Think I Spent More Time Sniffing And Touching Them Than Reading. I Just Remember The Joy Of The Book, The Beauty Of The Binding. The Smelling Of The Interior. Happy.

Do Parents Sit Down And Tell Their Kids Everything? I Don't Know. I Don't Know. I've Convinced Myself - I Hope I'm Right - That Children Despair Of You If You Don't Tell Them The Truth.

My Father Belonged To A Jewish Social Club.