Children Read Books, Not Reviews. They Don't

What Nature Delivers To Us Is Never Stale. Because What Nature Creates Has Eternity In It.

The Very Essence Of Literature Is The War Between Emotion And Intellect, Between Life And Death. When Literature Becomes Too Intellectual - When It Begins To Ignore The Passions, The Emotions - It Becomes Sterile, Silly, And Actually Without Substance.

The Soul Never Dies And The Body Is Never Really Alive.

There Is A Permanent Amnesia Planted In Us, Which Just As We Keep Forgetting Our Dreams, We Sometimes Keep On Forgetting Our Reality.

In God's Mill Even Chaff Becomes Flour.