It Took Me 40 Years To Write

Comparing Objects Like Cars, Houses, Clothes, And Defining Life According To Those Comparisons, Instead Of Trying To Discover The Real Reason For Being Alive.

I Write From My Soul. This Is The Reason That Critics Don't Hurt Me, Because It Is Me. If It Was Not Me, If I Was Pretending To Be Someone Else, Then This Could Unbalance My World, But I Know Who I Am.

Know How To Get Close To It: Mountains Are Often Seen From Far Off - Beautiful, Interesting, Full Of Challenges. But What Happens When We Try To Draw Closer? Roads Run All Around Them, Flowers Grow Between You And Your Objective, What Seemed So Clear On The Map Is Tough In Real Life. So Try All The Paths And All The Tracks Until Eventually One Day You're Standing In Front Of The Top That You Yearn To Reach.

If You Have A Dream , Don't Waste Your Energies Explaining Why.

If Something Happens Once, It May Never Happen Again. If It Happens Twice It Most Likely Will Keep Happening.