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Mother Used To Say Escape Is Never Further Than The Nearest Book.

Mother Used To Say Escape Is Never Further Than The Nearest Book. Well, Mumsy, No, Not Really. Your Beloved Large-print Sagas Of Rags, Riches, And Heartbreak Were No Camouflage Against The Miseries Trained On You By The Tennis Ball Launcher Of Life, Were They? But, Yes, Mum, There Again, You Have A Point. Books Don’t Offer Real Escape, But They Can Stop A Mind Scratching Itself Raw.

Good Moods’re As Fragile As Eggs...bad Moods’re As Fragile As Bricks.

Faith, The Least Exclusive Club On Earth, Has The Craftiest Doorman.

Time Is The Speed At Which The Past Decays.