If I'm Walking On Thin Ice, I

Adventure, Yeah. I Guess That's What You Call It When Everybody Comes Back Alive.

The Great Love Is Gone. There Are Still Little Loves - Friend To Friend, Brother To Sister, Student To Teacher. Will You Deny Yourself Comfort At The Hearthfire Of A Cottage Because You May No Longer Sit By The Fireplace Of A Palace? Will You Deny Yourself To Those Who Reach Out To You In Hopes Of Warming Themselves At Your Hearthfire?

A Book's Alright When The Weather's Foul And There's Nothing Else To Do, But Why Sit And Read When The Wind Is Calling Your Name?

I Always Work From An Outline, So I Know All The Of The Broad Events And Some Of The Finer Details Before I Begin Writing The Book.

Getting Angry Over Something That Won't Change Is Like Seeing What Happens If You Hit Your Hand With A Hammer Over And Over Again, And Being Surprised Each Time When It Hurts. So You Might As Well Stop Doing It.