But Still, If It's True, How Can

And So I Write The Way I Myself Would Like The Book To Be – If I Were A Child. I Write For The Child Within Me.

I Don't Want To Write For Adults. I Want To Write For Readers Who Can Perform Miracles. Only Children Perform Miracles When They Read.

If I Have Brightened Up One Single Sad Childhood, Then I Have At Least Accomplished Something In My Life.

I Have Never Experienced Being Madly In Love The Way Most People Seem To Have Been, Although It Is Not Something I Would Miss. Instead I Have Had An Enormous Ability To Love My Children And My Grandchildren And My Great Grandchildren.

No Fridolf, Bother All This Learning. I Can't Study Anymore Because I Must Climb The Mast To See What Kind Of Weather We're Going To Have Tomorrow.