I Remember The Feeling. Whenever My Father

If You Keep Pretending You're In That Book, It Will Make You Not Want To Live In The Life You're In.

My Wife Loves Written Words ... You Know, Words That Stick To Parchment And Paper Like Dead Flies, And It Seems My Father Felt The Same - But I Want To Hear Words! Remember That When You Are Looking For The Right Words: You Must Ask Yourself What They Sound Like! Glowing With Passion, Dark With Sorrow, Sweet With Love, That's What I Want. - Cosimo

I Like To Visit My Horse, Have A Walk With My Dog.

Perhaps The Story In The Book Is Just The Lid On A Pan: It Always Stays The Same, But Underneath There's A Whole World That Goes On - Developing And Changing Like Our Own World.

She Pressed Her Hand Against Her Chest. No Heart. So Where Did The Love She Felt Come From?