M Is For Magic. All The Letters

Walk Any Path In Destiny's Garden, And You Will Be Forced To Choose, Not Once But Many Times.

I Believe That Anyone Who Claims To Know What's Going On Will Lie About The Little Things Too.

Because, If One Is Writing Novels Today, Concentrating On The Beauty Of The Prose Is Right Up There With Concentrating On Your Semi-colons, For Wasted Effort.

You Are Obvious, Boy. You Are Difficult To Miss. If You Came To Me In Company With A Purple Lion, A Green Elephant, And A Scarlet Unicorn Astride Which Was The King Of England In His Royal Robes, I Do Believe That It Is You And You Alone That People Would Stare At, Dismissing The Others As Minor Irrelevancies.

What Would Be The Fun In Doing Things You Know Are Going To Work?