An Only Child Is Never Twelve.

Why Do Birds Sing In The Morning? It's The Triumphant Shout: 'we Got Through Another Night!'

Isn't The Fear Of Pain Next Brother To Pain Itself?

Who Wants To Become A Writer? And Why? Because It's The Answer To Everything. ... It's The Streaming Reason For Living. To Note, To Pin Down, To Build Up, To Create, To Be Astonished At Nothing, To Cherish The Oddities, To Let Nothing Go Down The Drain, To Make Something, To Make A Great Flower Out Of Life, Even If It's A Cactus.

From Birth To Death We Are Alone.

After Forty Years Of Marriage We Still Stood With Broken Swords In Our Hands.