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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.

The Stitch Of A Book Is Its Words.

The Best Would Be To Have Friends Who Came And Went Away; But If I Had To Choose Between Their Never Coming Or Never Going Away, I Think I Would Choose That They Do Not Come.

To Wake For The First Time In A New Place Can Be Like Another Birth.

To Me And My Kind Life Itself Is A Story And We Have To Tell It In Stories - That Is The Way It Falls.