I Re-read A Lot Of Books That

I Love The Fact Publishers Are Still Publishing Unprofitable Material. It's A Challenge To The Powers That Be. It's Saying There Is A Real Literature In This Country And We Will Keep Publishing It.

Human Beings Consider Themselves Satisfied Only Compared To Some Other Condition. A Man Who Has Owned Nothing But A Bicycle All Of His Life Feels Suddenly Wealthy The Moment He Buys An Automobile...but This Happy Sensation Wears Off. After A While The Car Becomes Just Another Thing That He Owns. Moreover, When His Neighbor Next Door Buys Two Cars, In An Instant Our Man Feels Wretchedly Poor And Deprived.

Unconditional Love. That’s What He Wants To Give Her And What He Wants From Her. People Should Give Without Wanting Anything In Return. All Other Giving Is Selfish. But He Is Being Selfish A Little, Isn’t He, By Wanting Her To Love Him In Return? He Hopes That She Loves Him In Return. Is It Possible For A Person To Love Without Wanting Love Back? Is Anything So Pure? Or Is Love, By Its Nature, A Reciprocity, Like Oceans And Clouds, An Evaporating Of Seawater And A Replenishing Of Rain?

We Often Do Not See What We Do Not Expect To See.

A Writer Is Someone Who Has A One-man Tent In The Desert And Occasionally He Sees The Footprint Of An Other Writer - In The Form Of A Review Or Something.