We Must Not Confuse Humility With False

Suffering Has No Strength To Wound A Weary Body.

I Write From My Soul. This Is The Reason That Critics Don't Hurt Me, Because It Is Me. If It Was Not Me, If I Was Pretending To Be Someone Else, Then This Could Unbalance My World, But I Know Who I Am.

Other People Think Exactly The Opposite: They Surrender Themselves Without A Second Thought, Hoping To Find In Passion The Solutions To All Their Problems. They Make The Other Person Responsible For Their Happiness And Blame Them For Their Possible Unhappiness. They Are Either Euphoric Because Something Marvelous Has Happened Or Depressed Because Something Unexpected Has Just Ruined Everything.

All Men Are Different. And Should Do Everything Possible To Continue To Be So.

I Only Can Write A Book Every Two Years, You Know. And I Write Very Fast, But I'm Not Always Writing Every Day. I Needed A Contact With Different Things, Like Nature, For Example. I Cannot Be In Front Of A Computer Trying To Tell A Story.