I'm Literate, And The Idea Of Leaving

The Child In Each Of Us Knows Paradise. Paradise Is Home. Home As It Was Or Home As It Should Have Been. Paradise Is One's Own Place, One's Own People, One's Own World, Knowing And Known, Perhaps Even Loving And Loved. Yet Every Child Is Cast From Paradise- Into Growth And New Community, Into Vast, Ongoing Change.

And I Have This Little Litany Of Things They Can Do. And The First One, Of Course, Is To Write - Every Day, No Excuses. It's So Easy To Make Excuses. Even Professional Writers Have Days When They'd Rather Clean The Toilet Than Do The Writing.

We're All Capable Of Climbing So Much Higher Than We Usually Permit Ourselves To Suppose.

Writing Is One Of The Few Professions In Which You Can Psychoanalyse Yourself, Get Rid Of Hostilities And Frustrations In Public, And Get Paid For It.

To Get Along With God, Consider The Consequences Of Your Behavior. Earthseed: The Books Of The Living