There Could Be Few Men

Believe Me. Sometimes When Life Looks To Be At Its Grimmest, There's A Light Hidden At The Heart Of Things. Clive Barker, Abarat

The Sea Always Filled Her With Longing, Though For What She Was Never Sure.

A Reader Doesn't Really See The Characters In A Story; He Feels Them.

When It Came To Hiding, Even Gwin Had Nothing To Teach Dustfinger. A Strange Sense Of Curiosity Had Always Driven Him To Explore The Hidden, Forgotten Corners Of This And Any Other Place, And All That Knowledge Had Now Come In Useful.

Isn't It Odd How Much Fatter A Book Gets When You've Read It Several Times?" Mo Had Said..."as If Something Were Left Between The Pages Every Time You Read It. Feelings, Thoughts, Sounds, Smells...and Then, When You Look At The Book Again Many Years Later, You Find Yourself There, Too, A Slightly Younger Self, Slightly Different, As If The Book Had Preserved You Like A Pressed Flower...both Strange And Familiar.