If The Book We Are Reading Does

I No Longer Know If I Wish To Drown Myself In Love, Vodka Or The Sea.

A Book Must Be An Ice-axe To Break The Seas Frozen Inside Our Soul.

If This Is What You Came For, Then I Didn't Send For You. Kafka (note To Himself In Journal)

There Is Nothing Bad To Fear; Once You Have Crossed That Threshold, All Is Well. Another World, And You Do Not Have To Speak

One Has Just Been Sent Out As A Biblical Dove, Has Found Nothing Green, And Slips Back Into The Darkness Of The Ark