My First Novel Was Rejected By Some

My Family Wasn't Terribly Affluent And Looked Upon Money Very Carefully As Something That Had To Be Saved, Not Spent. My Father Built The Ducting That Took Air Into The Copper Mines And Made About 6 D A Yard In The Thirties, Which Was Good Money Back Then.

Failure Makes Success So Much Sweeter, And Allows You To Thumb Your Nose At The Crowds.

I Love The Sea As Much As I Love The Veldt Of Africa.

I Put My Soul Into Every Book I Write.

Let It Simply Be Said That We Know More About The Details Of The Hours Immediately Before And The Actual Death Of Jesus, In And Near Jerusalem, Than We Know About The Death Of Any Other One Man In All The Ancient World.