Occupation: Writer Birth: February 4, 1960 Death: August 21, 2007
Knowledge can be like the skin on the surface of the water in a pond, or it can go all the way down to the mud. It can be the tiny tip of the iceberg….
The studying, the books, exams, arguments, theories. The jokes and pints, laughter, kisses and songs. Life was like running, ninety percent sweat and….
has it ever occurred to you that where there is no anger, there is also no love?.
Death is not a reaper, like they say, nor even a friend. It is a dark, fierce water, an inundation..
What goes up, must come down... Mustn't it?.