Books Are Packaged Dreams.

There's Still A Fascination With Somebody Who Can Write At Book Length, No Matter What The Book Is.

Alliteration Seems To Offend People.

Books Were This Wonderful Escape For Me Because I Could Open A Book And Disappear Into It, And That Was The Only Way Out Of That House When I Was A Kid.

Rub-a-dub-dub. Cerebrum In A Tub.

Houses Are Not Haunted. We Are Haunted, And Regardless Of The Architecture With Which We Surround Ourselves, Our Ghosts Stay With Us Until We Ourselves Are Ghosts.