If You're Going To Maintain

Keep Working. Keep Trying. Keep Believing. You Still Might Not Make It, But At Least You Gave It Your Best Shot. If You Don’t Have Calluses On Your Soul, This Isn’t For You. Take Up Knitting Instead.

I Wrote A Novel For My Degree, And I'm Very Happy I Didn't Submit That To A Publisher. I Sympathize With My Professors Who Had To Read It.

This Is Terrible, When A Writer Is Bored By His Own Work, But It Was A Real Bomb And Had Reached The Point Where I Couldn't Even Stand To Look At It Any More.

Zakath's Face Grew Thoughtful. "you Know Something, Garion?" He Said. "man Thinks He Owns The World, But We Share It With All Sorts Of Creatures Who Are Indifferent To Our Overlordship. They Have Their Own Societies, And I Supposed Even Their Own Cultures. They Don't Even Pay Attention To Us, Do You?" "only When We Inconvenience Them...it Teaches Us Humility," Garion Agreed.

Now's The Time To Be Alive - To See It All Happen, To Be A Part Of It. That Makes The Blood Race, And Each Breath Is An Adventure.