Writing Only Leads To More Writing.

You Do Not Notice Changes In What Is Always Before You.

Be Happy. It's One Way Of Being Wise.

There Are No Ordinary Cats.

One Keeps Forgetting Old Age Up To The Very Brink Of The Grave.

Books, Books, Books. It Was Not That I Read So Much. I Read And Re-read The Same Ones. But All Of Them Were Necessary To Me. Their Presence, Their Smell, The Letters Of Their Titles, And The Texture Of Their Leather Bindings.