And The Last Thought He

Words Are Alive--when I've Found A Story That I Love, I Read It Again And Again, Like Playing A Favorite Song Over And Over. Reading Isn't Passive--i Enter The Story With The Characters, Breathe Their Air, Feel Their Frustrations, Scream At Them To Stop When They're About To Do Something Stupid, Cry With Them, Laugh With Them. Reading For Me, Is Spending Time With A Friend. A Book Is A Friend. You Can Never Have Too Many.

I Tried To Contain Myself... But I Escaped!

School Didn't Work For Me. I Hated It.

He Did Not Know How Long It Took, But Later He Looked Back On This Time Of Crying In The Corner Of The Dark Cave And Thought Of It As When He Learned The Most Important Rule Of Survival, Which Was That Feeling Sorry For Yourself Didn't Work. It Wasn't Just That It Was Wrong To Do, Or That It Was Considered Incorrect. It Was More Than That--it Didn't Work.

I Read Like A Wolf Eats. I Read Myself To Sleep Every Night.