The second half of the twentieth century is a complete flop.

We write not only for children but also for their parents. They, too, are serious children.

There will never be any peace in the world as long as we eat animals.

All that God does is for the good.

As much as I can give of myself I give of myself. There's no reason why not. And when I have to hide something, I let the character speak.

As long as people will shed the blood of innocent creatures there can be no peace, no liberty, no harmony between people. Slaughter and justice cannot dwell together.

Every creator painfully experiences the chasm between his inner vision and its ultimate expression.