I Am Entirely Alone. I And My

The End Of All Stories, Even If The Writer Forebears To Mention It, Is Death, Which Is Where Time Stops Short. Sheherezade Knew This, Which Is Why She Kept On Spinning Another Story Out Of The Bowels Of The Last One, Never Coming To A Point Where She Could Say: "this Is The End." Because It Would Have Been.

A Book Is Simply The Container Of An Idea-like A Bottle; What Is Inside The Book Is What Matters.

His Main Principles Were Indeed As Follows: Everything It Is Possible To Imagine Can Also Exist.

A Day Without An Argument Is Like An Egg Without Salt.

There Was A House We All Had In Common And It Was Called The Past, Even Though We'd Lived In Different Rooms.