I was 37 when my father died-and I no longer had any freedom of choice over what I would do with the rest of my life.
My formula for success is rise early work late and strike oil.
Men must stop being jealous of their power and generously allow freedom and...
My failure during the first five or six years of my art training to get set in the right direction and the disappointment which it caused me drove me the more persistently into writing as an alternative.
