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“Time is making fools of us again.” - Albus Dumbledore.

 ”What would it matter if she crossed the world and hunted down every living creature, as long as her separate selves eluded her? When no one was left she would have to confront herself. Leaving home left nothing behind. It came too, all of it, and waited in the dark. She realised that the only war worth fighting was the one that raged within; the rest were all diversions. In this space, her hunting miles, she was going to bring herself home. Home was not a place for the faint-hearted; only the very brave could live with themselves.

In the morning she set out and set out every morning day after day.

In her restlessness she found peace.”

- Orion - Jeanette Winterson

“We were by the sea yesterday and the sea was heavy with salt so that our hair was braided with it. There was salt on our hands and in our wounds where we’d been fighting.” - The World and Other Places - Jeanette Winterson

‘That’s another story yet,’ he said, ‘and if you tell yourself like a story, it doesn’t seem so bad.’ - Lighthousekeeping - Jeanette Winterson

“This is a place of mystery, Daniel, a sanctuary. Every book, every volume you see here, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and lived and dreamed with it. Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens…In this place books no longer remembered by anyone, books that are lost in time, live forever, waiting for the day when they will reach a new reader’s hands. In the shop we buy and sell them, but in truth books have no owner. Every book you see here has been somebody’s best friend.”

- The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon

I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests. - Pablo Neruda

“I can’t go back into the past and change it, but I have noticed that the future changes the past. What I call the past is my memory of it and my memory is conditioned by who I am now. Who I will be. The only way for me to handle what is happening is to move myself forward into someone who has handled it. ” - Gut Symmetries - Jeanette Winterson

“The walls of books around him, dense with the past, formed a kind of insulation against the present world and its disasters.” - Ross MacDonald

The Bodleian Library, Oxford, 2010.

In the spring I have counted one hundred and thirty-six different kinds of weather inside of four and twenty hours.  ~Mark Twain

Ack, this winter knows no end!