I Will Draw You Back To Me.

The Other Writer Who Had A Very Important Early Influence On Me When I Was About 17 Was C.s. Lewis.

A Rose By Any Other Name Would Get The Blame For Being What It Is-- The Colour Of A Kiss, The Shadow Of A Flame. A Rose May Earn Another Name, So Call It Love; So Call It Love I Will, And Love Is Like The Sea, Which Changes Constantly, And Yet Is Still The Same.

We Need The Expressive Arts, The Ancient Scribes, The Storytellers, The Priests.

Are Not All Loves Secretly The Same? A Hundred Flowers Sprung From A Single Root.

Writers Tell Stories Better, Because They've Had More Practice, But Everyone Has A Book In Them. Yes, That Old Cliche.