Tom Stoppard
- Ordinary-sized stuff
The ordinary-sized stuff which is our lives, the things people write poetry about: clouds, daffodils, waterfalls, what happens in a cup of coffee when the cream goes in - these things are full of mystery, as mysterious to us as the heavens were to the Greeks.
Muriel Barbery
- Autodidacts
I have read so many books. And yet, like most Autodidacts, I am never quite sure of what I have gained from them. There are days when I feel I have been able to grasp all there is know in one single gaze, as if invisible branches suddenly spring out of no where, weaving together all the disparate strands of my reading.
Muriel Barbery
- Magical Interludes
Moments like this act as magical interludes, placing our hearts at the edge of our souls: fleetingly, yet intensely, a fragment of eternity has come to enrich time... When tea becomes ritual, it takes its place at the heart of our ability to see greatness in small things.
