One Man's Pornography Is Another Man's Theology.

Evil, However Powerful It Seemed,could Be Undone By Its Own Appetite

I'm A Poet,' The Young Man Said, 'and It's My Job To Remember The Sadness Of Things.

There Must Still Be Room For The Falling Note, Of Course. Even In An Undying World There Are Times When Beauty Passes From Sight, Or Love Passes From The Heart, And We Feel The Sorrow Of Partition.

Nothing Happens Carelessly. We’re Not Brought Into The World Without Reason, Even Though We May Never Understand The Reason. An Infant That Lives An Hour, That Dies Before It Can Lay Eyes On Those Who Made It, Even That Soul Did Not Live Without Purpose: This Is My Sudden Certainty.

I Really Believe That There Is An Enormous Appetite Amongst Readers For An Originality Of Vision. In Other Words, Be True To Your Own Dreams And There Will Always Be People Who Want To Hear Them.