I Would So Hate To

The Universe Always Moves From An Ordered State To A Disordered One; That A Glass May Fall To The Ground And Shatter Yet You Never See A Broken Glass Reassemble Itself And Then Jump Back On The Table.

Once Upon A Midnight Dreary, While I Pondered Weak And Weary, O’er A Plan To Venge Myself Upon That Cursed Thursday Next- This Eyre Affair, So Surprising, Gives My Soul Such Loath Despising, Here I Plot My Temper Rising, Rising From My Jail Of Text. “get Me Out!” I Said, Advising, “pluck Me From This Jail Of Text- Or I Swear I’ll Wring Your Neck!

Books May Look Like Nothing More Than Words On A Page, But They Are Actually An Infinitely Complex Imaginotransference Technology That Translates Odd, Inky Squiggles Into Pictures Inside Your Head.

Because There's Someone Else Here In East Carmin. Someone Hopelessly Unsuitable. It's All A Really Bad Idea And Will Lead To Trouble Of The Worst Sort. But No Matter What, Every Minute In Her Presence Makes My Life A Minute More Complete.

Who Do Readers Expect To See When They Pick Up This Book? Who Has Won The Most Troubled Romantic Lead At The Bookworld Awards Seventy-seven Times In A Row? Me. All Me.