I Don't Want To Lose Hope.

I Cry A Lot Because I Miss People. They Die And I Can't Stop Them. They Leave Me And I Love Them More.

I Hate [ebooks]. It's Like Making Believe There's Another Kind Of Sex. There Isn't Another Kind Of Sex. There Isn't Another Kind Of Book! A Book Is A Book Is A Book.

I Was Sickly As A Child And Gravitated To Books And Drawing. During My Early Teen Years, I Spent Hundreds Of Hours At My Window, Sketching Neighborhood Children At Play. I Sketched And Listened, And Those Notebooks Became The Fertile Field Of My Work Later On. There Is Not A Book I Have Written Or A Picture I Have Drawn That Does Not, In Some Way, Owe Them Its Existence.

Venturing Back Further, Learning Is So Slow. Accomplishment Is So Slow. Experiencing And Evaluating Your Experience Is So Slow.

What Is The Point Of It All? Not Leaving Legacies. But Being Ripe. Being Ripe.