If You Die, I'll Die.'

My Study Is A Converted Garage Which Is Largely Lined With Bookshelves And Cardboard Boxes Filled With Manuscripts Of My Film Scripts, Plays And Books.

Today Begins My Walk With You. Where You Go, I Go. Where You Stay, I Stay. When You Sleep, I Will Sleep. When You Rise, I Will Rise. I Will Pass My Days Within The Sound Of Your Voice, And My Nights Within The Reach Of Your Hand. And None Shall Come Between Us. - Manth Vow

There Is This Notion That The Lives Of The Comfortable-off Middle Class Don't Merit Being Treated Seriously And With Compassion.

We Read To Know We're Not Alone.

We Read To Know That We Are Not Alone.