“ A net of words, he said at last, is more powerful than a net of rope. ”
Those who fear the imagination condemn it: something childish, they say, something monsterish, misbegotten. Not all of us dream awake. But those of us who do have no choice.
~ Patricia A. Mckillip
I wish you were small again, so I could hold you in my arms and comfort you. But you are grown, and you know that for some things there is no comfort.
The odd thing about people who had many books was how they always wanted more.
Epics are never written about libraries. They exist on whim it depends on if the conquering army likes to read.
