 Books fall from Garry Wills like leaves from a maple tree in a sort of permanent October. |
| Aspiring to a souffle, he achieves a pancake at which the reader saws without much appetite. |
| The rich are different from you and me because they have more credit. |
| In the cellars of the night, when the mind starts moving around old trunks of bad times, the pain of this and the shame of that, the memory of a small boldness is a hand to hold. |
| Baseball happens to be a game of cumulative tension but football, basketball and hockey are played with hand grenades and machine guns. |
| It takes a long time to grow an old friend. |
| Isn't it amazing the way the future succeeds in creating an appropriate past? |
