The Final Lesson A Writer Learns Is

Gold Never Comes To The Dreamers - Except In Dreams.

When You Possess Light Within, You See It Externally.

In My Dreams I Sleep With Everybody.

The Cynic Is A Coward. He Foresees All Barrenness So That Barrenness Can Never Surprise Him.

While Analyzing So Many People I Realized The Constant Need Of A Mother, Or A Father, Or A God (the Same Thing) Is Really Immaturity. It Is A Childish Need, A Human Need, But So Universal That I Can See How It Gave Birth To All Religions.