My Children Were All Made From Paper

I Live In Hamburg; That's In The North. And I Live On The Outskirts Of Town. It Looks Like Countryside.

So What? All Writers Are Lunatics!

Ten Minutes Can Be A Long Time When You're Waiting With A Beating Heart For Something You Don't Understand, Something You Don't Really Want To Know.

Words Are Immortal - Elinor

Her Curiosity Was Too Much For Her. She Felt Almost As If She Could Hear The Books Whispering On The Other Side Of The Half-open Door. They Were Promising Her A Thousand Unknown Stories, A Thousand Doors Into Worlds She Had Never Seen Before.