We're All Liars When It Serves Our

Memories, So Sweet And Bitter.. They Had Both Nourished And Devoured Him For So Many Years. Until A Time Came When They Began To Fade, Turning Faint And Blurred, Only An Ache To Be Quickly Pushed Away Because It Went To Your Heart. For What Was The Use Of Remembering All You Had Lost?

Many [book] Even Lay Flat In The Floor Open. Their Spines Upward. Elinor Couldn't Bear To Look! Didn't The Monster Know That Was The Way To Break A Book's Neck?

Down There The Nights Are Bright And Nobody Believes In The Devil.

Fire And Water," He Said, "don't Really Mix. You Could Say They're Incompatible. But When They Do Love Each Other, They Love Passionately.

Writing Stories Is A Kind Of Magic, Too.