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I Was Just Taking Her Hand To Help Her Out Of A Car And I Knew. It Was Like... Magic.

Reading Is Everything. Reading Makes Me Feel Like I've Accomplished Something, Learned Something, Become A Better Person. Reading Makes Me Smarter. Reading Gives Me Something To Talk About Later On. Reading Is The Unbelievably Healthy Way My Attention Deficit Disorder Medicates Itself. Reading Is Escape, And The Opposite Of Escape; It's A Way To Make Contact With Reality After A Day Of Making Things Up, And It's A Way Of Making Contact With Someone Else's Imagination After A Day That's All Too Real. Reading Is Grist. Reading Is Bliss.

Having Been Married So Many Times, I Know That One Of The Few Things I Am An Expert In Is Falling In Love.

And Then The Dreams Break Into A Million Tiny Pieces. The Dream Dies. Which Leaves You With A Choice: You Can Settle For Reality, Or You Can Go Off, Like A Fool, And Dream Another Dream.

You Always Think That A Bolt Of Lightning Is Going To Strike And Your Parents Will Magically Change Into The People You Wish They Were, Or Back Into The People They Used To Be.