Life Is Made Up Of Three Kinds

There Are Ways Of Being Abandoned Even When Your Parents Are Right There.

...whom He Had Saved From A Life Of Excessive Freedom

Each Life Is One Short Word Slowly Uttered.

It Didn't Occur To Me That My Books Would Be Widely Read At All, And That Enabled Me To Write Anything I Wanted To. And Even Once I Realized That They Were Being Read, I Still Wrote As If I Were Writing In Secret. That's How One Has To Write Anyway--in Secret.

I Prefer To Have Some Beliefs That Don't Make Logical Sense.