...at It's Best Fiction Is Medicine.

Human Cruelty And Treachery Surpassed All Understanding. There Were No Answers. Only Excuses.

The Hard Rain Nailed The Night To The City.

Too Many Dogs Continue To Be Abused And Abandond - One Is Too Many - And People Continue To Kill People For Money And Envy And No Reason At All. Bad People Succeed And Good People Fail, But That's Not The End Of The Story. Miracles Happen That Nobody Sees, And Among Us Walk Heroes Who Are Never Recognised, And People Live In Loneliness Because They Cannot Believe They Are Loved

You Won't Find The Truth Of Life In Morbidity, Only In Hope.

Alliteration Seems To Offend People.