Books are no more threatened by Kindle than stairs by elevators.
If you know someone who’s depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn’t a straightforward response to a bad situation; depression just is, like the weather.
You are who you are when nobody's watching.
It's not all bad. Heightened self-consciousness, apartness, an inability to join in, physical shame and self-loathing—they are not all bad. Those devils have been my angels. Without them I would never have disappeared into language, literature, the mind, laughter and all the mad intensities that made and unmade me.
An original idea. That can't be too hard. The library must be full of them.
Stop feeling sorry for yourself and you will be happy.
The short answer to that is 'no.' The long answer is 'fuck no.'
The only reason people do not know much is because they do not care to know. They are incurious. Incuriousity is the oddest and most foolish failing there is.