I Tried To Contain Myself... But I

She Was Brilliant And Joyous And She Believed- Probably Correctly- That Libraries Contain The Answers To All Things, To Everything, And That If You Can't Find The Information You Seek In The Library, Then Such Information Probably Doesn't Exist In This Or Any Parallel Universe Now Or Ever To Be Known. She Was Thoughtful And Kind And She Always Believed The Best Of Everybody. She Was, Above All Else, A Master Librarian And She Knew Where To Find Any Book On Any Subject In The Shortest Possible Time. And She Was Wonderfully Unhinged.

It Was As Though I Had Been Dying Of Thirst And The Librarian Had Handed Me A Five Gallon Bucket Of Water. I Drank And Drank. The Only Reason I Am Here And Not In Prison Is Because Of That Woman. I Was A Loser, But She Showed Me The Power Of Reading.

I Tried To Contain Myself... But I Escaped!

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