I Feel Bad About My Neck

by Nora Ephron

Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it’s a way of making contact with someone else’s imagination after a day that’s all too real. Reading is grist. Reading is bliss.

What my mother said My mother says these words at least five hundred times in the course of my growing up: “Everything is copy.”