On our way home we throw the apples, the biscuits, the chocolate and the coins in the tall grass by the roadside. It is impossible to throw away the stroking on our hair

I'm the first to admit that I don't write right. Now, relax and enjoy the show! The sideshow, that is.

We've all heard that a million monkeys banging on a million typewriters will eventually reproduce the entire works of Shakespeare. Now, thanks to the Internet, we know this is not true.

Greed, however it manifests itself, is always ugly.

The act of giving is simply a behavior, and the gift merely a symbol. It is the energy behind both that will determine their impact on our lives.

A man who writes for a living does not have to go anywhere in particular, and he could rarely afford to if he wanted.

You don't really care about the trials of tomorrow, rather lay awake in a bed full of sorrow

My piece of bread only belongs to me when I know that everyone else has a share, and that no one starves while I eat.

I'maa tell you right now as an experience, dammit, I'm going to enjoy that one as much as I hate to admit it.

God's greatest blessings are upon those who show the proper respect for the poor and the needy.

I am trying to get right with God. I'm sort of making a statement about the excessiveness.