The Writer Has To Force Himself To

You Seemed So Far Away," Miss Honey Whispered, Awestruck. "oh, I Was. I Was Flying Past The Stars On Silver Wings," Matilda Said. "it Was Wonderful.

You Ignorant Little Slug!" The Trunchbull Bellowed. "you Witless Weed! You Empty-headed Hamster! You Stupid Glob Of Glue!

All You Do Is To Look / At A Page In This Book / Because That's Where We Always Will Be. / No Book Ever Ends / When It's Full Of Your Friends / The Giraffe And The Pelly And Me.

You Chose Books, I Chose Looks . Now See The Difference?

We Have So Much Time And So Little To Do. Strike That, Reverse It.