I liked the way Walter Cronkite looked, with his black glasses and his voice that knew everything worth knowing. Here was a man who was not against books, that was plain. Take everything T. Ray was not, shape it into a person, and you would get Walter Cronkite.

I am done with the outer world; I need to dive into my inner world now.

I love the sounds and the power of pounding water, whether it is the waves or a waterfall.

luck is knowing to look around him and see where his friends are, because it was through their words that the angels were able to make themselves heard.

Written By Paulo Coelho

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