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My Work Was Entirely Nonfiction.

People Think I Must Have Been Turning Cartwheels On The Night I Sealed The Movie Deal - Which Was Only Two Days After Sealing The Book Deal - But I Was Really Quite Terrified.

He Had No Money And No Home; He Lived Entirely On The Road Of The Racing Circuit, Sleeping In Empty Stalls, Carrying With Him Only A Saddle, His Rosary, And His Books...the Books Were The Closest Thing He Had To Furniture, And He Lived In Them The Way Other Men Live In Easy Chairs.

Every Day After Lunch When I Was Writing My First Book, I'd Nibble A Square Of Fine Chocolate And Meditate On All That Had Gone Into Its Creation: The Sun And Rain That Spilled On The Cocoa Plant, The Soil That Nourished It, The Hands That Picked The Beans, And So On. My Taste Of Chocolate Became A Lesson On The Interconnectedness Of Things, And The Infinite Blessings For Which I Am Grateful.

His Conviction That Everything Happened For A Reason, And Would Come To Good, Gave Him Laughing Equanimity Even In Hard Times.