The bell tolling not for us, it’s time for bluebells.

At liminality, at a transitional point between his last night dream and reality, he realizes he has made a big mistake and happiness is possible without death. (Coming back to himself.)

Sober Minds give the world a chance. True Love brings you Hope. Blind Faith moves mountains. And the main savior from despair is Laughter.

Catch sunbeams in a mirror! A reflection of a sunbeam can melt an iceberg.

Many believe creativity is mystery, and I always knew that my body is the key.

Art for Art’s Sake is for the well fed. The well fed are all the babies in cradles and my kitty along with them, and I am happy if my writings are for my kitty.

Every kingdom has three pillars: Poet, Sword and Law.

Every morning is a reason to begin living again… in case if you have had a good sleep. If not, then begin living again, anyway, and take care of yourself!

A demon, who serves to a warlock, begins tormenting his master, if he has not enough work. Talent is the demon.

Time whips up cream for those who are ready for dessert.

Even a best fountain-pen cannot make a writer be a fount of eloquence, but fountains teach to sob with ecstasy.

Since the fall of Man and the return of Magery and our older ways, most disputes were settled in a civilized manner: sword to the face, mace to the neck, acceptable societal situational handlers

How much ... did the volume of disease in a nation account for its spirit? If so, the eradication of sickness, as far as it was possible, was a responsibility a democracy must assume for its people.

The greatest religions convert the world through stories.

The only reality was nothingness, and over it a hypocrisy of words.

Every acquisition of accommodation becomes material for assimilation, but assimilation always resists new accommodations.

I don't know if this makes me a bad person or whatever, but it's hard for me to get interested in other people's vacations.

I design differently because I am Patrick Kelly, and Patrick Kelly is black

None of the world's problems will have a solution until the world's individuals become thoroughly self-educated.

There follows a little obscenity here, a dash of philosophy there, considerable whining overall, and a modern satirical novel is born.

I'm a real American baby!