I saw the best minds of my generation devoured by madness of books, starving hysterical depressed, dragging themselves along the menacing streets looking for inspiration, believing that one may actually live through this world full of Stygian plebeians as genuine as they once were. 

Stack up letters and you make words, join those words together and you make sentences, combine those sentences and you make paragraphs, let everything go with the power of your thought and you create you own wonderful literate world. Words are wonderful creatures, let them be in that world ;)