“Books are like bound dreams waiting to be released”
“This young gentleman was like something from out of a leather-bound book!”
“No, we're not prisoners of flesh, I think, bound in our skins, and only waiting for the final judgment that will send us into fire or light. We're fucking prisoners of conscience, prisoners of fear and shame. We're fucking prisoners of sorrow, and it's time for our release.”
“To cry was to release all sorts of ugly little pressures and tensions. Like waking out of a long, dark dream to a sun-filled day.”
“Books are all the dreams we would most like to have and like dreams they have the power to change consciousness. ”
“We all have the extraordinary coded within us, waiting to be released”