There Is Love Of Course. And Then

Death Has To Be Waiting At The End Of The Ride Before You Truly See The Earth, And Feel Your Heart, And Love The World.

When You Are Forty, Half Of You Belongs To The Past... And When You Are Seventy, Nearly All Of You.

I Like Reality. It Tastes Like Bread.

Inspiration Is A Farce That Poets Have Invented To Give Themselves Importance.

Men Create Real Miracles When They Use Their God-given Courage And Intelligence.