Books Are Not About Messages. I Write

We All Know Fear. But Passion Makes Us Fearless.

I'd Have Stopped Writing Years Ago If It Were For The Money.

No One Could Make A Choice Without Feeling Afraid.

But When He Thought To Complain About The Burden Of Its Weight, He Remembered That, Because He Had The Jacket, He Had Withstood The Cold Of The Dawn. We Have To Be Prepared For Change, He Thought, And He Was Grateful For The Jacket's Weight And Warmth. The Jacket Had A Purpose, And So Did The Boy.

Ever Since Time Began, People Have Recognized Their True Love By The Light In Their Eyes.