I Began To Realize How Simple Life

I'm Wondering What To Read Next.

It's A Funny Thing About Mothers And Fathers. Even When Their Own Child Is The Most Disgusting Little Blister You Could Ever Imagine, They Still Think That He Or She Is Wonderful.

A Writer Of Fiction Lives In Fear. Each New Day Demands New Ideas And He Can Never Be Sure Whether He Is Going To Come Up With Them Or Not.

I Am Suspicious Of Both Facility And Speed.

There Is Something About Very Cold Weather That Gives One An Enormous Appetite. Most Of Us Find Ourselves Beginning To Crave Rich Steaming Stews And Hot Apple Pies And All Kinds Of Delicious Warming Dishes; And Because We Are All A Great Deal Luckier Than We Realize, We Usually Get What We Want—or Near Enough.