Which Of Us Has Not

Words,words Filled The Night Like The Fragrance Of Invisible Flowers.

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

Let's Run Away To Venice, And Hide Out In An Old Movie Theater. We Can Dye Our Hair Blonde, So No One Will Ever Find Us!

Sometimes, When You’re Sad You Don’t Know What To Do, It Helps To Be Angry. But Then The Tears Come Back Again All The Same, And You Fall Asleep With The Salty Taste Of Them On Your Lips.

Books Are Like Flypaper, Memories Cling To The Printed Pages Better Than Anything Else.