When I Read Good Stories, I Want

So Much Depends Upon A Blue Car Splattered With Mud Speeding Down The Road.

A Library Is The Door To Many Lives.

Sometimes When You Are Trying Not To Think About Something It Keeps Popping Back In Your Head You Can't Help It You Think About It And Think About It And Think About It Until Your Brain Feels Like A Squashed Pea.

...but It Doesn't Feel Crazy To Us. It Feels Like What We Do.

I Am Drawn To The Ways In Which We Are Shaped By People And By Place.