You Will Fail. Then They Will Kill

Fear Dims When You Learn Things.

And Here In This Room, I Re-experience The Memories Again And Again It Is How Wisdom Comes And How We Shape Our Future.

Time Goes On, And Your Life Is Still There, And You Have To Live It. After A While You Remember The Good Things More Often Than The Bad. Then, Gradually, The Empty Silent Parts Of You Fill Up With Sounds Of Talking And Laughter Again, And The Jagged Edges Of Sadness Are Softened By Memories.

I Don't For One Second Think About The Possibility Of Censorship When I Am Writing A New Book. I Know I Am A Person Who Cares About Kids And Who Cares About Truth And I Am Guided By My Own Instincts, And Trust Them.

I Turn To Books For A Feeling Of Companionship: For Somebody Knowing What I Have Known.