It Seems To Me That I Have

But, In Her Life, Nothing Was Going To Happen. Such Was The Will Of God! The Future Was A Dark Corridor, And At The Far End The Door Was Bolted.

One Must Always Hope When One Is Desperate, And Doubt When One Hopes.

One Never Tires Of What Is Well Written, Style Is Life! It Is The Very Blood Of Thought!

Success Is A Consequence And Must Not Be A Goal. I've Never Sought It (though I Desire It) And Seek It Less And Less.

I Have The Handicap Of Being Born With A Special Language To Which I Alone Have The Key.