A Garden Isn't Meant To Be Useful.

To Wake For The First Time In A New Place Can Be Like Another Birth.

I Don't Know If I Believe In God, But I Know I Believe In The Devil. I Have Met Him.

A Garden Isn't Meant To Be Useful. It's For Joy.

If Books Were Persian Carpets, One Would Not Look Only At The Outer Side. Because It Is The Stitch That Makes A Carpet Wear, Gives It Its Life And Bloom.

Of Course One Never Knows In Draft If It's Going To Turn Out, Even With My Age And Experience.