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With Him, Life Was Routine; Without Him, Life Was Unbearable.

Summer Was Our Best Season: It Was Sleeping On The Back Screeneed Porch In Cots, Or Trying To Sleep In The Treehouse; Summer Was Everything Good To Eat;it Was A Thousand Colors In A Parched Landscape.

Writing Is A Process Of Self-discipline You Must Learn Before You Can Call Yourself A Writer. There Are People Who Write, But I Think They're Quite Different From People Who Must Write.

When A Child Asks You Something, Answer Him, For Goodness’ Sake. But Don’t Make A Production Of It. Children Are Children, But They Can Spot An Evasion Quicker Than Adults, And Evasion Simply Muddles ‘em. No... You Had The Right Answer This Afternoon, But The Wrong Reasons. Bad Language Is A Stage All Children Go Through, And It Dies With Time When They Learn They’re Not Attracting Attention With It. Hotheadedness Isn’t.

Things Are Never As Bad As They Seem.