I've Read There Is No Such Thing

It Touched Me To Be Trusted With Something Terrible.

What Comes To Your Mind When You Think Of The Word Transylvania, If You Ponder It At All? What Comes To My Mind Are Mountains Of Savage Beauty, Ancient Castles, Werewolves, And Witches - A Land Of Magical Obscurity. How, In Short, Am I To Believe I Will Still Be In Europe, On Entering Such A Realm? I Shall Let You Know If It's Europe Or Fairyland, When I Get There. First, Snagov - I Set Out Tomorrow.

...what Will We Someday Do, I Always Wonder, Without The Pleasures Of Turning Through Books And Stumbling On Things We Never Meant To Find?

I've Read There Is No Such Thing As A Single Tear, That Old Poetic Trope. And Perhaps There Isn't, Since Hers Was Simply A Companion To My Own.

It Was Good To Walk Into A Library Again; It Smelled Like Home.