It Was Times Like These When I

Prejudice, A Dirty Word, And Faith, A Clean One, Have Something In Common: They Both Begin Where Reason Ends.

As A Reader I Loathe Introductions...introductions Inhibit Pleasure, They Kill The Joy Of Anticipation, They Frustrate Curiosity.

Weeping For Anna Karenina And Being Terrified By Hannibal Lecter, Entering The Heart Of Darkness With Mistah Kurtz, Having Holden Caulfield Ring You Up - Some Things Should Happen On Soft Pages, Not Cold Metal.

They're Real Strong Magic, They Make You Have Good Luck. Not Like Fried Chicken When You're Not Lookin' For It, But Things Like Long Life N' Good Health, N' Passin' Six Weeks Tests...these Are Real Valuable To Somebody.

I Shall Never Marry, Atticus." "why?" "i Might Have Children.