My dream was to have a Library of Congress catalogue number, that's all.

I am not living the American Dream; I am living the American fantasy.

If I had millions and millions and millions of dollars, I'd leave a large portion to the 42nd Street library. That's why - that was my hangout, the reading rooms, the North and South reading rooms. I'd go there, and my God, I couldn't believe I had access to all of these books. That was my university.

There should not be a micro-managing of terminology with the Library of Congress.

I worked in a number of high schools in New York, and I wound up at Stuyvesant High School, which is known nationally for producing brilliant scientists and mathematicians, but I had writing classes. I thought I was teaching. They thought I was teaching, but I was learning.

A lie to me is a dream that might come true.