Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.

The writer by nature of his profession is a dreamer and a conscious dreamer. He must imagine, and imagination takes humility, love and great courage. How can you create a character without live and the struggle that goes with love?

But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes.

I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.

Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.

His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.

The Heart is a lonely hunter with only one desire! To find some lasting comfort in the arms of anothers fire...driven by a desperate hunger to the arms of a neon light, the heart is a lonely hunter when there's no sign of love in sight!