Navire Zabulon

“In the deepening spring of May, I had no choice but to recognize the trembling of my heart. It usually happened as the sun was going down. In the pale evening gloom, when the soft fragrance of magnolias hung in the air, my heart would swell without warning, and tremble, and lurch with a stab of pain. I would try clamping my eyes shut and gritting my teeth, and wait for it to pass. And it would pass — but slowly, taking its own time, and leaving a dull ache behind.”

“I try to be as fearless as possible. I don’t always succeed, but I like to think I try.”

“The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”

“Even though I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, I’m going to hold my head high, think positive, and expect the best.”