Don't Neglect The Gold In Your Own

I Lived Rough, By My Wits, Was Homeless, Lived On The Streets, Lived On Friends' Floors, Was Happy, Was Miserable.

I Know That Human Beings Are Capable Of Anything.

It Is Easy To Forget How Mysterious And Mighty Stories Are. They Do Their Work In Silence, Invisibly. They Work With All The Internal Materials Of Your Mind And Self. They Become Part Of You While Changing You. Beware The Stories You Read Or Tell; Subtly, At Night, Beneath The Waters Of Consciousness, They Are Altering Your World.

Reading, Like Writing, Is A Creative Act. If Readers Only Bring A Narrow Range Of Themselves To The Book, Then They'll Only See Their Narrow Range Reflected In It.

Destiny Plans A Different Route And Fulfills The Dream In Ways We Couldn't Have Expected.