I Enter The World Called Real As

I Enter The World Called Real As One Enters A Mist.

Anti-clericalism And Non-belief, Have Their Bigots Just As Orthodoxy Does.

Our Life Is A Book That Writes Itself And Whose Principal Themes Sometimes Escape Us. We Are Like Characters In A Novel Who Do Not Always Understand What The Author Wants Of Them.

Thoughts Fly And Words Go On Foot. Therein Lies All The Drama Of A Writer.

You Cannot Imagine At All How Much You Interest God; He Is Interested In You As If There Were No One Else On Earth.