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Name The Book That Made The Biggest Impression On You. I Bet You Read It Before You Hit Puberty. In The Time I've Got Left, I Intend To Write Artistic Books - For Kids - Because They're Still Open To New Ideas.

He Could Not Play The Game Without Hope; Could Not Play The Game Without A Dream. They Had Taken It All Away From Him Now, They Had Turned Away From Him And There Was Nothing For Him Now...he Was Alone And There Was Nothing For Him.

I Can't Rightly Say Where Deciding To Write About The American Revolution Came From; I Had Bits And Pieces Of Information About The War And About The Country At That Time That I'd Collected Over The Years And, Of Course, I'm Comfortable In The Woods, So, Finally, It Just All Feel Into Place.

When He Sat Alone In The Darkness And Cried And Was Done, All Done With It, Nothing Had Changed. His Leg Still Hurt, It Was Still Dark, He Was Still Alone And The Self-pity Had Accomplished Nothing.

She Was Brilliant And Joyous And She Believed- Probably Correctly- That Libraries Contain The Answers To All Things, To Everything, And That If You Can't Find The Information You Seek In The Library, Then Such Information Probably Doesn't Exist In This Or Any Parallel Universe Now Or Ever To Be Known. She Was Thoughtful And Kind And She Always Believed The Best Of Everybody. She Was, Above All Else, A Master Librarian And She Knew Where To Find Any Book On Any Subject In The Shortest Possible Time. And She Was Wonderfully Unhinged.