Teachers Are To Inspire; Librarians Are To

Time Is So Strange And Life Is Twice As Strange.

Books Are Flesh-and-blood Ideas And Cry Out, Silently, When Put To The Torch.

You Don't Organize Metaphors . . . You Explode Them.

My Stories Run Up And Bite Me On The Leg - I Respond By Writing Down Everything That Goes On During The Bite. When I Finish, The Idea Lets Go And Runs Off.

So It Was The Hand That Started It All . . . His Hands Had Been Infected, And Soon It Would Be His Arms . . . His Hands Were Ravenous.