I Hoard Books. They Are People Who

I Am So Imperfect, Can You Love Me When Really My Soul Is Deformed? Will You Love Me Anyhow?

All Who Love Have Lied.

Put Your Ear Down Close To Your Soul And Listen Hard.

I Am Not At Home In Myself. I Am My Own Stranger.

Life Is A Trick, Life Is A Kitten In A Sack.