I Feel Like A Cliche.

One Of The Saddest Realities Is That We Never Know When Our Lives Are At Their Peak. Only After It Is Over And We Have Some Kind Of Perspective Do We Realize How Good We Had It A Day, A Month, Five Years Ago.

Ive Never Seen Myself As A Fantasy Writer-ever.

You Know People Don't Get Better As We Get Older- We Just Get More Of Who We Are.

Everyone Coming Out Of A Perfume Store Is Smelling The Back Of Their Hand.

Sometimes It Is The Smallest Thing That Saves Us: The Weather Growing Cold, A Child's Smile, And A Cup Of Excellent Coffee.