It Is Not Human To Be Without

What Is More Arrogant Than Honesty?

No Matter How Intelligent A Man Is, He Can't See What He Doesn't Know How To See.

The Creative Adult Is The Child Who Has Survived.

And I Needed A Rock. Something To Hold Onto, To Stand On. Something Solid. Because Everything Was Going Soft, Turning Into Mush, Into Marsh, Into Fog. Fog Closing In On All Sides. I Didn't Know Where I Was At All.

Dreams Take Short Cuts.