A Garden Isn't Meant To

I Don't Know If I Believe In God, But I Know I Believe In The Devil. I Have Met Him.

You Can Be A Nuisance To Your Family. You Mustn't Be A Nuisance To Your Friends.

A Writer Who Has Never Explored Words, Who Has Never Searched, Seeded, Sieved, Sifted Through His Knowledge And Memory...dictiona Ries, Thesaurus, Poems, Favorite Paragraphs, To Find The Right Word, Is Like Someone Owning A Gold Mine Who Has Never Mined It.

People Don't Know The Consolations Of Being Unsuccessful ... If I Had Been Successful I Should Have Had No Peace Or Time.

If Books Were Persian Carpets, One Would Not Look Only At The Outer Side. Because It Is The Stitch That Makes A Carpet Wear, Gives It Its Life And Bloom.