I Grew Up In A House That

I Do Not Remember Any Proper Children's Books In My Childhood. I Was Not Exposed To Them.

As A Child, I Felt That Books Were Holy Objects, To Be Caressed, Rapturously Sniffed, And Devotedly Provided For. I Gave My Life To Them. I Still Do. I Continue To Do What I Did As A Child; Dream Of Books, Make Books And Collect Books.

Thank God That Bumble-ardy's Parents Are Dead So We Don't Have To Wonder What They Did To Him. We Only Know That They Were Famous, And Famous People Have Unhappy Children For The Most Part. They Don't Have The Time To Take Care Of Them. So He's A Troubled Pig-boy, A Kid You've Got To Watch.

One Of The Beauties Of Being An Artist Is That You Can Create A Whole New World, With Circumstances That Are Better In Your Invented World Than They Are In The Real World.

I Know That If There’s A Purpose For Life, It Was For Me To Hear Mozart.