Dustfinger Closed His Eyes And

Words,words Filled The Night Like The Fragrance Of Invisible Flowers.

And My Father Always Took Me To The Library. We Were Both Book Addicts.

So What? All Writers Are Lunatics!

-you Forgot Something Important! -what? -it's Under My Sweater! -what?! -me!

Children Are Caterpillars And Adults Are Butterflies. No Butterfly Ever Remembers What It Felt Like Being A Caterpillar.