Dreams are shores where the ocean of spirit meets the land of matter. Dreams are beaches where the yet-to-be, the once-were, the will-never-be may walk awhile with the still-are.
If swans weren't real myths'd make up.
I'm a novelist, that's how I make my livelihood, and I concentrate on the novels.
This world, he thinks, contains just one masterpiece, and that is itself.
Mother used to say escape is never further than the nearest book.
Do ants get headaches?