Our Most Merciless Enemy Is Our Past.

To An Old Man Any Place That's Warm Is Homeland.

Writers Build Castles In The Air, The Reader Lives Inside, And The Publisher Inns The Rent.

When A Woman Gets Married It Is Like Jumping Into A Hole In The Ice In The Middle Of Winter: You Do It Once And You Remember It The Rest Of Your Days.

Our Most Merciless Enemy Is Our Past.

This Fear Is What Is The Ruin Of Us All. And Some Dominate Us; They Take Advantage Of Our Fear And Frighten Us Still More. Mark This: As Long As People Are Afraid, They Will Rot Like The Birches In The Marsh. We Must Grow Bold; It Is Time!