I Like Shape Very Much. A Novel

Before I Could Read, Almost A Baby, I Imagined That God, This Strange Thing Or Person I Heard About, Was A Book.

Only The Magic And The Dream Are True — All The Rest's A Lie.

She’ll Have No Lover, For I Don’t Want Her And She’ll See No Other.

Now At Last I Know Why I Was Brought Here And What I Have To Do.

I've Been So Ridiculous All My Life That A Little Bit More Or A Little Bit Less Hardly Matters Now.