Its Not Bad To Be Different. Sometimes

The Dick, Jane, And Spot Primers Have Gone To That Bookshelf In The Sky. I Have, In Some Ways, A Tender Feeling Toward Them, So I Think It's For The Best.

I've Always Thought Of The Book As A Visual Art Form, And It Should Represent A Single Artistic Idea, Which It Does If You Write Your Own Material.

The Opportunity To Create A Small World Between Two Pieces Of Cardboard, Where Time Exists Yet Stands Still, Where People Talk And I Tell Them What To Say, Is Exciting And Rewarding.

At One Time, Most Of My Friends Could Hear The Bell, But As Years Passed, It Fell Silent For All Of Them. Even Sarah Found One Christmas That She Could No Longer Hear Its Sweet Sound. Though I've Grown Old, The Bell Still Rings For Me, As It Does For All Who Truly Believe.

If You Don't Know Where You're Going, Stop Racing To Get There. -- From Just Desert By M. T. Anderson