I Sell Dreams, Small Comforts, Sweet Harmless

I Let It Go. It's Like Swimming Against The Current. It Exhausts You. After A While, Whoever You Are, You Just Have To Let Go, And The River Brings You Home.

Library-denigrators, Pay Heed:suggesting That The Internet Is A Viable Substitute For Libraries Is Like Saying Porn Could Replace Your Wife.

I've Nothing Against Kids Reading Anything They Please, But I Do Have A Problem With Pink Books For Girls And Black Books For Boys.

Anything That Can Be Dreamed Is True.

Of Course I Didn't Pioneer The Use Of Food In Fiction: It Has Been A Standard Literary Device Since Chaucer And Rabelais, Who Used Food Wonderfully As A Metaphor For Sensuality.