Details Are The Life Of Prose.

We Are Nothing. - Tomorrow We May Be Die. We Are Nothing. - You And Me.

Holy Flowers Floating In The Air, Were All These Tired Faces In The Dawn Of Jazz America.

Genius Gives Birth, Talent Delivers. What Rembrandt Or Van Gogh Saw In The Night Can Never Be Seen Again. Born Writers Of The Future Are Amazed Already At What They're Seeing Now, What We'll All See In Time For The First Time, And Then See Imitated Many Times By Made Writers.

Be In Love With Your Life, Every Detail Of It.

It Ain't Whatcha Write, It's The Way Atcha Write It.