If It Goes Well With

Call No Day Happy 'til It Is Done; Call No Man Happy Til He Is Dead.

When I Was Young, The Early Death Of My Father Cast A Shadow Over Me - And I Was Afraid To Die Before All My Literary Plans Came True. But Between 30 And 40 Years Of Age My Attitude To Death Became Quite Calm And Balanced. I Feel It Is A Natural, But No Means The Final, Milestone Of One's Existence.

Literature Transmits Incontrovertible Condensed Experience... From Generation To Generation. In This Way Literature Becomes The Living Memory Of A Nation.

Work Is What Horses Die Of

Education Doesn't Make You Smarter.