Ain't Nothing Like The Real Thing.

Anger Destroys Your Soul.

The More I Lived With Jan, The More I Loved Her, The More I Made Her Miserable. It Was A Vicious Cycle (page 209)……the More I Loved Her The More I Hated Her. And The More She Loved Me, The More I Harmed Myself (page 269).

To Be An Artist Is A Blessing And A Privilege. Artists Must Never Betray Their True Hearts. Artists Must Look Beneath The Surface And Show That There Is More To This World Than What Meets The Eye.

Every Chance You Get You Seem To Hurt Me More And More, But Each Hurt Makes My Love Stronger Than Before.

Marriage Is Miserable Unless You Find The Right Person That Is Your Soulmate And That Takes A Lot Of Looking.