We Didn't Starve But Nobody

Life Is A Tragedy Full Of Joy.

You See In Others Who You Are.

I Love Metaphor. It Provides Two Loaves Where There Seems To Be One. Sometimes It Throws In A Load Of Fish.

You Write By Sitting Down And Writing. There's No Particular Time Or Place—you Suit Yourself, Your Nature. How One Works, Assuming He's Disciplined, Doesn't Matter.

There Is In The Darkness A Unity, If You Will, That Cannot Be Achieved In Any Other Environment, A Blending Of Self With What The Self Perceives, And Exquisite Mystical Experience.