Status Updates From 84, Charing Cross Road

Looking around the rug, one thing’s for sure: it’s here.

[I have] been wallowing in Louis ever since…

…halfway through last night I realized I could not supPORT the notion that when I take it back I will have NO Louis in the house—

THOU VARLET?

(Also a saying I’m waiting to apply)

I personally can’t think of anything less sacrosanct than a bad book or even a mediocre book.

It sounds green and gracious

All that gleaming, leather and gold, stamping and beautiful type belongs in the pine–paneled library of an English country home; it wants to be read by the fire in a gentleman‘s leather easy chair

One egg. Per person. Per month.

Ration survivors are extraordinary

he has a first edition for six bucks, do i want it, he ask innocently. Dear Frank: Yes, I want it.

Yours faithfully,