Anger Is A Poison. It Eats Us

To These People, Unhappiness Was A Condition, An Intolerable State Of Affairs. If Pills Could Help, Pills Were Taken. But Pills Were Not Going To Change The Fundamental Problem In The Construction. Wanting What You Can´t Have. Looking For Self-worth In The Mirror. Layering Work On Top Of Work And Still Wondering Why You Weren´t Satisfied - Before Working Some More.

It Is Far More Comforting To Think God Listened And Said No, Than To Think That Nobody’s Out There.

I'm Being Made Aware Of My Mortality All The Time.

My Writing Habits Are Pretty Static. I Get Up Every Morning Between 6 And 7 Am, Grab A Cup Of Coffee, Say A Few Prayers, And Go Downstairs To My Office And Start Writing.

In College, I Had A Course In Latin, And One Day The Word "divorce" Came Up. I Always Figured It Came From Some Root That Meant "divide." In Truth, It Comes From "divertere," Which Means "to Divert." I Believe That. All Divorce Does Is Divert You, Taking You Away From Everything You Thought You Knew And Everything You Thought You Wanted And Steering You Into All Kinds Of Other Stuff, Like Discussions About Your Mother's Girdle And Whether She Should Marry Someone Else.