Men May Rise On Stepping Stones Of

If I Fished Only To Capture Fish, My Fishing Trips Would Have Ended Long Ago.

Love Grows More Tremendously Full, Swift, Poignant, As The Years Multiply.

I Did Not Have One Bad Spell During Writing - An Unprecedented Record.

Love Of Man For Woman--love Of Woman For Man. That's The Nature, The Meaning, The Best Of Life Itself.

I Am Tired. My Arm Aches. My Head Boils. My Feet Are Cold. But I Am Not Aware Of Any Weakness.