Information Is Power. --humfrey

Bink Knew The Dolphin Only From Old Pictures; It Was A Kind Of Magic Fish That Breathed Air Instead Of Water.

She Looked Around. "oh, I've Just Got To Hug Somebody! You!" And She Hugged Puck, The Little Ghost Horse. "and You." She Hugged Pook, And Peek, And Even The Nose Of The Moat Monster. "but Not You," She Decided, Encountering The Zombie.

But One Must Go Where One's Road Leads, Even When It's A Distressing Road.

It Would Be Easier To Write A Novel Without Reader Input, But I Feel The Fiction Is Richer For It.

Adults Had The Notion That Juveniles Needed To Suffer. Only When They Had Suffered Enough To Wipe Out Most Of Their Naturally Joyous Spirits And Innocence Were They Staid Enough To Be Considered Mature. An Adult Was Essentially A Broken-down Child.