The Greatest Enemy Is One That Has

In My Writing, I Strive For A Lyrical Beauty Somewhere Between Tolkien At His Best And Seamus Heaney's Translation Of Beowulf.

A Negative Outlook Is More Of A Handicap Than Any Physical Injury.

I Need No Master To Punish Me In Order To Behave As I Ought. If I Did, I Would Be No More Than A Child Who Obeys His Father's Rules Only Because He Fears The Whip, And Not Because He Actually Means Good.

No-one Can Function Properly Without Occasional Peace And Quiet.

It Is An Overactive Imagination That Turns Men Into Cowards, Not A Surfeit Of Fear, As Many Believe