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I Read All The Time So It's Difficult To Say Who My All-time Favourites Are. One Is George Orwell, Because He Makes Political Writing So Simple A Child Could Understand It.

Love Is A Secret Society, A Community For Two.

She Didn't Have To Be Offered Anything; It Was Already Hers. She Was More Herself Than Anyone Else Ever Was And As Soon As I Clapped Eyes On Her I Knew I Wanted To Be Myself Just As Much As She Was Herself.

That's Her Secret, I Suppose. Everything That Happens To Her She's Proud Of. She Makes It Special By It Happening To Her.

He'd Come Back, All Open And Helpless, And I Suppose That's What Won Her Around In The End. But It Was So Sad, Because It Was Being Himself That He Found So Difficult To Cope With.