It was the twenty-fifth of July Nineteenth Hundred and Thirty-Eight, and Lisbon was glittering in the azure purity of an Atlantic breeze, Pereira maintains

Pereira Maintains

Antonio Tabucchi

If you have a hundred cats, you’ll live ten times longer than if you have ten. Someday this will be discovered, and people will have a thousand cats and live forever

On Cats

Charles Bukowski

The point is that there is no meantime. There was just that moment and now there is this moment with nothing in between, just the accordion collapsing and expanding, the tune unchanging

The Ongoing Moment

Geoff Dyer

One general law, leading to the advancement of all organic beings, namely, multiply, vary, let the strongest live and the weakest die

On The Origin Of Species

Charles Darwin

Human beings do terrible things to each other and the tragic thing about it all is the way the remembrance of past hurt can rob us of our future and become the narrative of our lives

On Forgiveness

Richard Holloway

A good book, read at the right moment, should leave you uplifted, inspired, energized and eager for more. With so many books to choose from, what’s the point of reading even one more that leaves you cold?

The Novel Cure

Some people need a red carpet rolled out in front of them in order to walk forward into friendship. They can’t see the tiny outstretched hands all around them, everywhere, like leaves on trees

No One Belongs Here More Than You

Miranda July

We’d been running ragged for months and were in the homestretch. With any luck, Timmy and I were about to become full-patch Hells Angels, and JJ was about to become a real-life HA old lady

No Angel

Jay Dobyns

I still don't know if things fit together, or if everything will be all right in the end. But I believe that something means something. I believe in cleansing the soul through fun and games. I also believe in love

Naïve. Super

Erlend Loe

Perhaps, in the end, where your anger comes from is less important than what you do with it

My Song

Harry Belafonte

We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us.

My First Summer In The Sierra

John Muir

I have an imagination. It is my most precious possession

A Notable Woman

Jean Lucey Pratt

All around me I felt the ghosts of an immense past, I heard their whispers and I smiled when they walked by my side through the fields and woods. I relished the companionship of the dead

The Hidden Ways

Alistair Moffat

The truth is, this is a ghost story. No, this is an adventure story. This is an adventure story about how I quit being a ghost

Man Alive

Thomas Page McBee

There are only four basic factors that determine how good your food will taste: salt, which enhances flavor; fat, which amplifies flavor and makes appealing textures possible; acid, which brightens and balances; and heat, which ultimately determines the texture of food

Salt, Fat, Acid, Heat

Samin Nosrat

I’ve decided to open with ‘Hello’, and then, even if you don’t care for anything that comes after that, at least you’ll say I was well mannered

Little Me

Matt Lucas

We are all so much more than the sum of our fragile parts. We are all our journeys, hopes and dreams, clad in mortal wrapping paper.

Penguin Bloom

Cameron Bloom & Bradley Trevor Greive

What follows is a dive into the creative mind, a celebration of the human spirit, and a vision of how to reshape worlds

The Runaway Species

To a country boy this tapestry of colour, movement and mystery was an irresistible draw, a treasure trove wholly unimagined, each discovery bursting unforgettably into my consciousness: every newt a nugget of gold, every wren’s nest a gem, every slow worm a bracelet of silver

The Dun Cow Rib

John Lister-Kaye

Architecture creates shelter and transforms the ordinary. Good architecture civilises and humanises, bad architecture brutalises

A Place for All People

Richard Rogers & Richard Brown

Travelling is like emptying the crumbs out of a toaster. You think you’ve found them all until you give it another bang. And what I’ve discovered in life is that it’s always me who cleans the toaster

More Moaning

Karl Pilkington