I Am The Freest Author In The

You Are The True Master Of Death, Because The True Master Does Not Seek To Run Away From Death. He Accepts That Be Must Die, And Understands That There Are Far, Far Worse Things In The Living World Than Dying.

Personal Happiness Lies In Knowing That Life Is Not A Checklist Of Acquisition. Your Qualifications Are Not Your Life.

He Put His Foot On One Pedal, Scooted A Few Yards And Swung His Other Leg Over The Saddle. He Soared Left Into The Vertiginously Sloping Hillside Road And Sped, Without Touching His Brakes ... The Hedgerows And Sky Blurred; He Imagined Himself In A Velodrome As The Wind Whipped His Hair Clean...

For In Dreams We Enter A World That Is Entirely Our Own. Let Them Swim In The Deepest Ocean Or Glide Over The Highest Cloud.

You Need Your Inner Eye Tested, If You Ask Me.