I Had A Brother Who Was My

A Book Is Really Like A Lover. It Arranges Itself In Your Life In A Way That Is Beautiful. Even As A Kid, My Sister, Who Was The Eldest, Brought Books Home For Me, And I Think I Spent More Time Sniffing And Touching Them Than Reading. I Just Remember The Joy Of The Book, The Beauty Of The Binding. The Smelling Of The Interior. Happy.

Emeralds,' Said The Rabbit. 'emeralds Make A Lovely Gift.

All I Liked To Do When I Was A Kid Was Draw.

Dreams Raise The Emotional Level Of What I'm Doing At The Moment.

We All Want To Be Renewed, Don't We?