25 7 / 2014
"Books are special, books are the way we talk to generations that have not turned up yet. The fact that we can actually, essentially communicate with the people in ancient Egypt, people in Rome and Greece, people in ancient Britain, people in New York in the 1920s who can communicate to us and change the way we think, and change the things that we believe.
I think that books are special. Books are sacred. And I think that when you are selling books, you have to remember that in all the profits and loss, in all of that, you are treading on sacred ground."
24 7 / 2014
"Do not discourage children from reading because you feel they are reading the wrong thing. Fiction you do not like is a route to other books you may prefer. And not everyone has the same taste as you."
23 7 / 2014
"It is not down in any map; true places never are."
22 7 / 2014
3 ways to liven up a yarn shop:
+ Loudly, and in a clear voice, say “Circular needles are so stupid.”
+ Wait until the shop is crowded, then tell one person that today is the day that everything is 50 percent off.
+ Yell “MOTH!”
Not that you could be bored in a yarn shop, but just in case."
21 7 / 2014
"A portion of my stash is not for knitting; it is souvenir stash. The soft white wool that I bought in Newfoundland, the wool that I got in Hawaii (as an aide, this particular wool is probably worth keeping simply because I believe that it is the ONLY wool in Hawaii), the tweedy yarn my friend brought me from Ireland, the cotton from Italy. This is remembrance yarn. This yarn is not for knitting. With this yarn I can document every trip and yarn shop of my life. Who would knit that?"
20 7 / 2014
I imagine that in five hundred years, when the archaeologists of the future are sifting through the rubble of my home, they will find millions of [knitting needles].
I will resist the urge to laugh myself silly at the idea that they will think the sheer quantity of these little metal sticks must mean that they hold a special significance."
19 7 / 2014
"Some of my stash is silly little balls of yarn that non-knitters (and some knitters) think I’m out of my mind to keep. Here’s what they don’t know: The white is the yarn I used to knit the baby blanket I wrapped my first baby in. The blue is from the sweater my husband wore on the boat on our anniversary. The purple is from socks my second daughter wore on the first day of school. The pink is from the scarf my youngest learned to knit on. They are soft yards of wool, each one a postcard from the life I had while knitting."
18 7 / 2014
"Respect your inner compass. It points to yarn."
17 7 / 2014