There is something intimate about a book that carries someone else’s handwriting. A pencil line under a sentence. A question mark beside a bold claim. A hurried note reacting to an idea. Today's word ...

I am almost neurotically law-abiding, but there is one area of life where I am an outlaw, beyond the pale, a fugitive from justice. I only do it in pencil, and sometimes I remember to rub it out, but ...