When The Author Walks Onto

A Pipe Gives A Wise Man Time To Think And A Fool Something To Stick In His Mouth.

If God Had Granted All The Silly Prayers I've Made In My Life, Where Should I Be Now?

This Wasn't A Garden,' Said Susan Presently. 'it Was A Castle.

I Gave In, And Admitted That God Was God.

And For All I Can Tell, The Only Difference Is That What Many See We Call A Real Thing, And What Only One Sees We Call A Dream. But Things That Many See May Have No Taste Or Moment In Them At All, And Things That Are Shown Only To One May Be Spears And Water-spouts Of Truth From The Very Depth Of Truth.