Your life is a blank, and you're barely a shade across it.

Love is harsh, and it consumes. And more than anything, it demands sacrifice.

To the discovered, the discoverer can be a god.

Between a gasp and a sigh, a life can change forever.

Dreams are life, real life, not simply reflections. Dreams are honest.

Do you have to feel something for it to be real or mean anything? Can you touch your dreams, taste your imagination.

I tend to believe that computers are drawing kids -- and adults -- away from reading purely because they provide an alternative, vast source of spare-time amusement and entertainment. I recently heard a frightening statistic: there are less than one million true readers in this country (those who read every day instead of one book per year on a beach). Terrifying.