I Want To Live! Not Die, Not

He Looked At The Piles Of Food Again, And It Was Like He Was Seeing It With New Eyes. This Is Wrong, He Thought. Letting Food Rot While People Die Of Hunger. It's Evil.

I Can Tell You That You Will Have Your Hearts Broken More By The People You Love Than By The People You Hate. But You Must Still Dare To Love. The Rewards Are Worth Far More Than The Risks.

I Wish, Peevishly, That He Didn't Know Anything About How Soldiers Sleep, How They Protect Their Fellow Soldiers. It Would Be Nicer If I Could Share The Cloaks Warmth With Him, If We Could Lie With Our Faces Together, Whispering Into The Night.

Nothing Was More Valuable Than The Printed Word.

I Started Trying To Write When I Was In Second Or Third Grade.