In fact, writing for younger adults is tougher. They remember everything and if they spot a problem, they'll be sure to let you know.
The greater amount of truth is impulsively uttered; thus the greater amount is spoken, not written.
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
I am walking like a bewitched corpse, with the certainty of being eaten by the infinite, of being annulled by the only existing Absurd.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad humanity must assume the aspect of Hell.
If you're prosperous in soul, you'll be prosperous in whole, regardless of how many and how much physical possessions you have
No one but myself knows the anxiety I go through and the trouble I give myself to finish paintings which do not satisfy me and seem to please so very few others.
You have to believe. Otherwise, it will never happen.
The attempt to make heaven on earth invariably produces hell.