Correlation is not cause, it is just a 'music of chance'.

A book is a collaboration between the one who reads and what is read and, at its best, that coming together is a love story like any other.

Memory changes as a person matures.

Dreams are stories made by and for the dreamer.

We read each other through our eyes, and anatomically they are an extension of our brains. When we catch someone's eye, we look into a mind.

Not telling is just as interesting as telling I have found. Why speech, that short verbal journey from inside to outside can be excrutiating under certain circumstances is fascinating.

Libraries are sexual dream factories. The langour brings it on.