Grab The Broom Of Anger And Drive

If Writers Were Too Wise, Perhaps No Books Would Get Written At All. It Might Be Better To Ask Yourself 'why?”'afterwards Than Before There Is No Agony Like Bearing An Untold Story Inside You.

It Was The Meanest Moment Of Eternity.

Among The Thousand White Persons, I Am A Dark Rock Surged Upon, And Overswept.

I Note That The Africa Loves To Depict The Grace Of Reptiles.

They Seemed To Be Staring At The Dark, But Their Eyes Were Watching God.