The Walls Are The Publishers Of The

Always In All My Books I'm Trying To Reveal Or Help To Reveal The Hidden Greatness Of The Small, Of The Little, Of The Unknown - And The Pettiness Of The Big.

The Tree Of Life Knows That, Whatever Happens, The Warm Music Spinning Around It Will Never Stop. However Much Death May Come, However Much Blood May Flow, The Music Will Dance Men And Women As Long As The Air Breaths Them And The Land Plows And Loves Them.

It Is Highly Improbable That The Bureaucrat Will Put His Life On The Line. It Is Absolutely Impossible That He'll Put His Job On The Line.

Richness In The World Is A Result Of Other People's Poverty. We Should Begin To Shorten The Abyss Between Haves And Have-nots.

I Would Recognise Myself In Each Of His Translations And He Would Feel Betrayed And Annoyed Whenever I Didn't Write Something The Way He Would Have. A Part Of Me Died With Him, A Part Of Him Lives With Me.