God Bless The Reference Librarians

In That Moment, When Watches And Clocks Misbehave And You Feel A Cold Vapor Wrap Itself Around Your Heart, You Unconsciously Draw A Line At The Bottom Of A Long Column Of Numbers And Come Up With A Sum. Perhaps It's One That Fills You With Contentment And Endows You With A Level Of Courage And An Acceptance That You Didn't Know You Possessed.or Maybe Not.

If You Don't Compromise Your Gift, If You Write Each Day As Well As You Can, And Then Submit Your Work And Not Worry About It And Go On To The Next Piece, You Suddenly Find Oddly Enough That You're No More Interested In The Applause Than The Silence. You Don't Hear Either One Of Them. You Can Never Listen To The Naysayers. If You Do You Won't Survive.

Don't Ever Quit. Never Quit. Never Show Anybody You're Hurt. Grin And Walk Through The Cannon Smoke. It Will Drive Them Up The Wall. You Always Stay True To Your Own Principles. You Always Believe In Your Gift. God Doesn't Make Mistakes When He Presents Someone With A Gift Like That. It's There For A Reason. Tell The Naysayers, Those Who Reject You, To Drop Dead! Who Cares?

How Do You Caution A Fawn About A Cigarette A Motorist Has Just Flipped From His Car Window Into A Patch Of Yellow Grass, Or Tell A Sparrow That Winged Creatures Eventually Plummet To Earth?

I Think All Good Narration Contains An Element Of Mystery And Suspense. If It Didn't, If The Storyline Were Predictable, We Would Have No Interest In Reading It.