I Would Rather Be Dead Than Not

No Wonder, He Thought, That The Panhandle People Were A Godly Lot, For They Lived In Sudden, Violent Atmospheres. Weather Kept Them Humble.

And It May Be That Love Sometimes Occurs Without Pain Or Misery.

I Rarely Use The Internet For Research, As I Find The Process Cumbersome And Detestable. The Information Gained Is Often Untrustworthy And Couched In Execrable Prose. It Is Unpleasant To Sit In Front Of A Twitching Screen Suffering Assault By Virus, Power Outage, Sluggish Searches, System Crashes And The Lack Of Direct Human Discourse.

I Am Influenced By Words And The Chewiness Of Language

Ordinary Parties, He Thought, Were Subtle Games Of Sexual And Social Badminton.