I Thought How Lovely And

A Joy That Hurts With Sadness A Sadness That Is Pleasurable A Pleasure Full Of Terror A Terror That Excites An Excitement That Calms A Calmness That Frightens.

Readers Are Made By Readers - It Is So Obvious It Is Almost Banal To Say It.

History Dies Without The Present. There Is No Future Without The Path Made To It By The Past.

All The Time I Think I Can Never Love You More Than I Already Do. And Then You Do Something Or Say Something, And I Love You More Than Ever. Like Just Now. Like Now. How Is It Possible? Can You Love Someone More And More And At The Same Time, All The Time, Love Them As Much As It's Possible To Love Someone?

The Demons Of The Devil Don't Use Your Weak Weaknesses Against You, They Use Your Strong Ones. If You're Rational And Logical, They Argue Their Case Rationally And Logically. If You're Loyal And Faithful, They Turn Those Against You. If You're Passionate And Emotional, They Make You Passionate And Emotional About Your Worse Fears. Your Weak Weaknesses Are No Use To Them.... They Find The Strongest Weaknesses You Didn't Know Were Yours And Use Those Against You.