I Love To Read Aloud.

Hope. Nothing Is More Intoxicating.

There Was Another Reason [she] Took Her Books Whenever They Went Away. They Were Her Home When She Was Somewhere Strange. They Were Familiar Voices, Friends That Never Quarreled With Her, Clever, Powerful Friends -- Daring And Knowledgeable, Tried And Tested Adventurers Who Had Traveled Far And Wide. Her Books Cheered Her Up When She Was Sad And Kept Her From Being Bored.

She Had Found Him And Was Bringing Back His Thanks. Nor Did She Forget To Mention That He Had Assured Her That She Was Indeed The Most Beautiful Fairy He Had Ever Set Eyes On.

Why Do Grown-ups Think It's Easier For Children To Bear Secrets Than The Truth? Don't They Know About The Horror Stories We Imagine To Explain The Secrets?

The Night Belongs To Beasts Of Prey, And Always Has. It's Easy To Forget That When You're Indoors, Protected By Light And Solid Walls.