Every reader knows about the feeling that characters in books seem more real than real people.

Nothing is more frightening than a fear you cannot name.

If I was a book, I would like to be a library book, so I would be taken home by all different sorts of kids.

Mo could paint pictures in the empty air with his voice alone.

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

perhaps because this time not fear but love made him read.

Which of us has not felt that the character we are reading in the printed page is more real than the person standing beside us?