John Biccard

“Cherubs fan our foolish fires, filling hearts with mad desires. They prick our pride and haughtiness with quick, angelic naughtiness.”

— John Biccard

“Birds of prey and fierce piranha enter not into Nirvana, where are neither thorns nor nettles, only soft and fragrant petals.”

— John Biccard

“Sufi, the magus’s camel, was a remarkable mammal, as at home in a busy bazaar as alone on a dune with a…

— John Biccard

“Broody hens are sitting ducks. Moody wrens are big dumbclucks.”

— John Biccard

“Balls in bells, nuts in shells, magic in spells, wishes in wells.”

— John Biccard

“Rams are taught that thoughts are thickets. Get your horns caught and it’s tickets.”

— John Biccard

“Wonderland with all its palaces can be yours as well as Alice’s.”

— John Biccard

“Days of gaiety – rays of deity. Infinite joy – eternal boy.”

— John Biccard

“Get out of bed to a good start with a cool head and a warm heart.”

— John Biccard