People Give One Another Things

I Cannot Live With Someone Who Can't Live Without Me.

Peace. The Upland Serenity Of High Altitude, The Openness Of Grassland Without Indigenous Bush Or Trees; The Greening, Yellowing Or Silver-browning That Prevailed, According To Season.

I Have Failed At Many Things, But I Have Never Been Afraid.

There Is No Moral Authority Like That Of Sacrifice.

All Worthwhile Writing... Comes From An Individual Vision, Privately Pursued.