I Am Simply A Book Drunkard.

Don't You Just Love Poetry That Gives You A Crinkly Feeling Up And Down Your Back?

…there Was Something About Her That Made You Feel It Was Safe To Tell Her Secrets.

The Ghosts Of Things That Never Happened Are Worse Than The Ghosts Of Things That Did.

It's Great To Be Great, But It's Great To Be Human.

It Was Really Dreadful To Be So Different From Other People…and Yet Rather Wonderful, Too, As If You Were A Being Strayed From Another Star.