The Sunlights Differ, But There Is Only

Fantasy Is Probably The Oldest Literary Device For Talking About Reality.

If You Evade Suffering You Also Evade The Chance Of Joy. Pleasure You May Get, Or Pleasures, But You Will Not Be Fulfilled. You Will Not Know What It Is To Come Home.

The Word Must Be Heard In Silence; There Must Be Darkness To See The Stars.

Sure, It's Simple, Writing For Kids... Just As Simple As Bringing Them Up.

All Or Nothing At All, The True Lover Says, And That's The Truth Of It. My Love Will Never Die, He Says. He Claims Eternity. And Rightly. How Can It Die When It's Life Itself? What Do We Know Of Eternity But The Glimpse We Get Of It When We Enter In That Bond?