Life Shoould Be Touched, Not Strangled. You've

There's No Reason To Burn Books If You Don't Read Them.

Day, After Day, After Glorious Day, I Was Falling In Love With Books.

I Wake Up In The Morning And I Lie In Bed, And It's The Time I Call "the Theater Of Morning." All These Thoughts Run Around In My Head, Between My Ears When I'm Waking Up. It's Not A Dream State, But It's Not Completely Awake Either. So All These Metaphors Run Around And Then I Pick One And I Get Out Of Bed And I Do It. I'm Very Lucky.

It Was In Their Friendship They Just Wanted To Run Forever, Shadow And Shadow.

I'll Hold On To The World Tight Some Day. I've Got One Finger On It Now; That's A Beginning.