A happy childhood can fortify one against the ravages of life, and part of that happiness is found in books, which become our constant companions for the rest of our lives.

In some real life situations there is something of the Fairy Tale. Sometimes, we forget, that magic is there for the making, and the makers are ourselves. Sometimes, it is our enemies who spur us on. For a challenge is nothing without striving. We admire a hero who earns good fortune, who strives to be a better person, who acts in the interests of others against dark forces that would bring them down. In Fairy Tales, the ultimate winners are good and true.

Motherly love flowed over her features, like a gentle light illuminating a hidden path

Our lives are woven together like these threads yet the beauty is fragile.

Libraries are like caves. They are places of transformation. There are secrets hidden within those walls.