And I Plan To Write A Sequel

Killing Is Easy," Said Mo, "dying Is Harder.

She Read And Read And Read, But She Was Stuffing Herself With The Letters On The Page Like An Unhappy Child Stuffing Itself With Chocolate. They Didn’t Taste Bad, But She Was Still Unhappy.

I Pledge To Set Out To Live A Thousand Lives Between Printed Pages. I Pledge To Use Books As Doors To Other Minds, Old And Young, Girl And Boy, Man And Animal. I Pledge To Use Books To Open Windows To A Thousand Different Worlds And To The Thousand Different Faces Of My Own World. I Pledge To Use Books To Make My Universe Spread Much Wider Than The World I Live In Every Day. I Pledge To Treat My Books Like Friends, Visiting Them All From Time To Time And Keeping Them Close.

When The Heart Craved Something So Forcefully, Then Reason Became Nothing But Helpless Observer.

The Night Belongs To Beasts Of Prey, And Always Has. It's Easy To Forget That When You're Indoors, Protected By Light And Solid Walls.