Life is sometimes hard. Things go wrong, in life and in love and in business and in friendship and in health and in all other ways that life can go wrong. And when things get tough, this is what you should do. Make good art.

I will be a wise and tolerant monarch, dispencing justice fairly, and only setting nightmares to rip out the winds of the evil and the wicked. Or just anybody that I don't like.

The names are the first things to go, after the breath has gone, and the beating of the heart. We keep our memories longer than our names.

I wonder if I shall ever see her again, and I realize that I scarcely care. I can feel the sheets beneath me, and the cold air on my chest. I feel fine. I feel absolutely fine. I feel nothing at all.

Things bloosom in their time. They bud and bloom, blossom and fade. Everything in its time.

Without dreams, there could be no despair.

I see libraries and librarians as frontline soldiers in the war against illiteracy and the lack of imagination.