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Fiction Is A Sort Of Inter-human Magic, Allowing You To Travel Into A Scene And Feel It Tingle On Your Skin.

I Attempted Briefly To Consecrate Myself In The Public Library, Believing Every Crack In My Soul Could Be Chinked With A Book.

Your Dreams, What You Hope For And All That, It's Not Separate From Your Life. It Grows Right Up Out Of It.

Your Own Family Resemblances Are A Frustrating Code, Most Easily Read By Those Who Know You Least.

I Had Decided Early On That If I Couldn’t Dress Elegant, I’d Dress Memorable.