It Touched Me To Be Trusted With

Never Before Had I Known The Sudden Quiver Of Understanding That Travels From Word To Brain To Heart, The Way A New Language Can Move, Coil, Swim Into Life Under The Eyes, The Almost Savage Leap Of Comprehension, The Instantaneous, Joyful Release Of Meaning, The Way The Words Shed Their Printed Bodies In A Flash Of Heat And Light.

I've Noticed Dracula Was Often As Practical A Fellow As He Was A Nasty One.

I Was Filled With Angst In College, That I Struggled With The Question Of My Future, The Meaning Of My Life - Spoiled Sheltered Rich Girl Collides With Great Books And Is Devastated By Her Own Banality.

Every Writer Hopes His Or Her Book Will Be Its Own Thing.

No Book That Is Written For An External Purpose Is Going To Be A Passionately Felt Book For The Writer Or The Reader. I Don't See The Point In Doing That.