Books Are The Key. A Book Cannot

Kingsley Watched Her Disappear From The Room, Wondering If His Heart Would Break. Logic Informed Him That Of Course It Would Not. The Heart Was No More Than A Muscle, A Pump Which Distributed Blood About The Body.

Any Closer Would Unravel Her Mystery, The Very Thing Which Made Her So Truly Beautiful...it Was Her Mystery That He Adored. He Was In Love With Everything That He Did Not Know About Her... No Real Sexual Encounter Could Ever Match The Secret One That He Could Nurture In His Imagination... No Living Flesh Could Ever Be The Erotic Equal Of Flesh Kept Private, Untouchable And Unknowable

The Internet Was Supposed To Liberate Knowledge, But In Fact It Buried It, First Under A Vast Sewer Of Ignorance, Laziness, Bigotry, Superstition And Filth And Then Beneath The Cloak Of Political Surveillance. Now...cyberspace Exists Exclusively To Promote Commerce, Gossip And Pornography. And Of Course To Hunt Down Sedition. Only Paper Is Safe. Books Are The Key. A Book Cannot Be Accessed From Afar, You Have To Hold It, You Have To Read It.

I Find The Fact That Billionaires Are Quoted As If The Fact That They Are Billionaires Gives Them Some Kind Of Wisdom Is Outrageous.

People Who Get Through Life Dependent On Other People's Possessions Are Always The First To Lecture You On How Little Possessions Count.