Kids lead a very private life.
We're supposed to be civilized. We're supposed to go to work every day. We're supposed to be nice to our friends and send Christmas cards to our parents.
I refuse to cater to the bullshit of innocence.
I'm gay. I just didn't think it was anybody's business.
If you're making it up, make it up good. And then believe in what you made up.
As a child, I felt that books were holy objects, to be caressed, rapturously sniffed, and devotedly provided for. I gave my life to them. I still do. I continue to do what I did as a child; dream of books, make books and collect books.