The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.
The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.
“Without leaps of imagination or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all is a form of planning.”
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