Materia Had Been Just Six When They

Materia Had Been Just Six When They Docked In Sydney Harbour And Her Father Said, 'look. This Is The New World. Anything Is Possible Here.' She's Been Too Young To Realize That He Was Talking To Her Brother.

Do You Think There's Such A Thing As A Ghost Who Masquerades As A Person? Do You Believe That There Are People Whose Bodies Are Still Alive Here On Earth But Whose Souls Are Already In Hell?

Afterwards, In Bed With A Book, The Spell Of Television Feels Remote Compared To The Journey Into The Page. To Be In A Book. To Slip Into The Crease Where Two Pages Meet, To Live In The Place Where Your Eyes Alight Upon The Words To Ignite A World Of Smoke And Peril, Colour And Serene Delight. That Is A Journey No One Can End With The Change Of A Channel. Enduring Magic.

Piece By Piece Living Is Hard To Do. It May Even Feel Like The Hardest Thing. But It Has This Going For It: You Never Need To Know What It Is You're Carrying On Your Shoulders.

The World Should Not Be Organized To Require Heroines, And When One Is Required But Fails To Appear, We Should Not Judge.