The Humble Were The Elect Of God.

If You Run Away From Trouble, It Always Follows.

People Are Always The Start For Meanimals. When I Can Get Into Their Heads, Gods, Supernatural Beings,immortals, The Deadthese Are All People To Me.

Your Dreams Will Betray You. Go Nowhere On A Horse That Fades.

I've Been Criticised For Writing In Too Complex A Manner For Younger People.

A Rose By Any Other Name Would Get The Blame For Being What It Is-- The Colour Of A Kiss, The Shadow Of A Flame. A Rose May Earn Another Name, So Call It Love; So Call It Love I Will, And Love Is Like The Sea, Which Changes Constantly, And Yet Is Still The Same.