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The Dead Leave Their Shadows, An Echo Of The Space Within Which Once They Lived. They Haunt Us, Never Fading Or Growing Older As We Do. The Loss We Grieve Is Not Just Their Futures But Our Own.

Library Campaigners Are Not Prepared To Stand By And Watch Something They Cherish Be Dismantled Brick By Brick.

We Are Who We Are, Be­cause Of Those We Choose To Love And Be­cause Of Those Who Love Us.

There Is No Pattern The Human Mind Can Devise That Does Not Exist Already Within The Bounds Of Nature...everything We Do, See, Write, Notate, All Are An Echo Of The Deep Seams Of The Universe. Music Is The Invisible World Made Visible Through Sound.

All Prizes Have A Role, If They Are Run With Integrity And With A Clear Focus On Reading And Quality Writing. I Don't Think Any Of Them Is Necessary, But They All Play An Incredibly Important Role In Building A Body Of Literature, In Introducing New Authors To New Readers, And Extending Reading.