My Son Always Says I Like Very

Accursed, Blasted, Heartless Things [books]! Full Of Empty Promises, Full Of False Lures, Always Making You Hungry, Never Satisfying You, Never!

Nobody Loves Only Once.

The World Was A Terrible Place, Cruel, Pitiless, Dark As A Bad Dream. Not A Good Place To Live. Only In Books Could You Find Pity, Comfort, Happiness - And Love. Books Loved Anyone Who Opened Them, They Gave You Security And Friendship And Didn't Ask Anything In Return; They Never Went Away, Never, Not Even When You Treated Them Badly.

What Are Stories For If We Don't Learn From Them?

Nothing Is More Terrifying Than Fearlessness.