Give A Thing A Name And It

I Am Surrounded By Flatterers And Fools. It Can Drive A Man To Madness,.. . Half Of Them Don’t Dare Tell Me The Truth, And The Other Half Can’t Find It.

The Years Leech At A Man's Memories, Even Those He Has Vowed Never To Forget.

As A Writer, My Goal, (which I'm Never Going To Achieve, And I Know That, And No Writer Can Achieve That,) But My Goal Is To Make You Almost Live The Books. I Want You To Fall Through That Page And Feel As If These Things Are Happening To You.

There Are Things To Be Learned Even From The Dead.

And All Was Black And Still, And Black And Cold, And Black And Dead, And Black.