I'm Very Primitive; I Write With A

If One Finger Brings Oil It Soils The Others.

It Is Only The Story...that Saves Our Progeny From Blundering Like Blind Beggars Into The Spikes Of The Cactus Fence.the Story Is Our Escort;without It,we Are Blind.does The Blind Man Own His Escort?no,neither Do We The Story;rather,it Is The Story That Owns Us.

Many Writers Can't Make A Living. So To Be Able To Teach How To Write Is Valuable To Them. But I Don't Really Know About Its Value To The Student. I Don't Mean It's Useless. But I Wouldn't Have Wanted Anyone To Teach Me How To Write.

Just Think Of The Work You've Set Yourself To Do, And Do It As Well As You Can.

Every Lizard Lies On Its Belly, So We Cannot Tell Which Has A Belly-ache