Sometimes, When You're So Sad

Dustfinger Still Clearly Remembered The Feeling Of Being In Love For The First Time. How Vulnerable His Heart Had Suddenly Been! Such A Trembling, Quivering Thing, Happy And Miserably Unhappy At Once.

I Prefer A Story That Has The Good Sense To Stay On The Page Where It Belongs. - Elinor

Nothing Chased Nightmares Away Faster Than The Rustle Of Printed Paper.

Perhaps There's Another, Much Larger Story Behind The Printed One, A Story That Changes Just As Our Own World Does. And The Letters On The Page Tell Us Only As Much As We'd See Peering Through A Keyhole. Perhaps The Story In The Book Is Just The Lid On A Pan: It Always Stays The Same, But Underneath There's A Whole World That Goes On - Developing And Changing Like Our Own World.

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