I'm A Good Judge Of My Own

If You Have Two Friends In Your Lifetime, You're Lucky. If You Have One Good Friend, You're More Than Lucky

Y'all Were Heroes From The Beginning. You Just Didn't 'turn' All Of A Sudden

They Used To Be Buddies, I Thought, They Used To Be Friends, And Now They Hate Each Other Because One Has To Work For A Living And The Other Comes From The West Side. They Shouldn't Hate Each Other.

What's The Safest Thing To Be When One Is Met By A Gang Of Social Outcasts In An Alley? ...no, Another Social Outcast!

My Boyfriend Suggested I Write Two Pages A Day. He Wouldn't Take Me Out If I Hadn't Done My Two Pages. That's How I Wrote My Second Novel.