Dreams Are Composed Of Many Things, My

Bod Was Thrilled. He Imagined A Future In Which He Could Read Everything, In Which All Stories Could Be Opened And Discovered.

The Cat Dropped The Rat Between Its Two Front Paws. "there Are Those," It Said With A Sigh, In Tones As Smooth As Oiled Silk, "who Have Suggested That The Tendency Of A Cat To Play With Its Prey Is A Merciful One - After All, It Permits The Occasional Funny Little Running Snack To Escape, From Time To Time. How Often Does Your Dinner Get To Escape?

You Shone Like A Star. The Funniest, Wisest Writer & The Finest Friend

People Populate The Darkness; With Ghosts, With Gods, With Electrons, With Tales.

Sometimes The Best Way To Learn Something Is By Doing It Wrong And Looking At What You Did.