A writer is, after all, only half his book. The other half is the reader and from the reader the writer learns.

The Irish, as a race, have the oral tradition in their blood. A direct question to them is an anathema, but in other cases, a mere syllable of a hero's name will elicit whole chapters of stories.

A writer is, after all, only half his book. The other half is the reader and from the reader the writer learns.

I hate being good. -Mary Poppins

With the word creative we stand under a mystery. And from time to time that mystery, as if it were a sun, sends down upon one head or another, a sudden shaft of light - by grace, one feels, rather than deserving, for it always is something given, free, unsought, unexpected.

There are worlds beyond worlds and times beyond times, all of them true, all of them real, and all of them (as children know) penetrating each other.

More and more I’ve become convinced that the great treasure to possess is the unknown.