Life Itself Is Not The Miracle. That

Don't Ever Write A Novel Unless It Hurts Like A Hot Turd Coming Out.

I Walked Around The Block Twice, Passed 200 People And Failed To See A Human Being.

Love Is A Fog That Burns With The First Daylight Of Reality.

Too Often The People Complain That They Have Done Nothing With Their Lives And Then They Wait For Somebody To Tell Them That This Isn't So.

If You're Going To Try, Go All The Way. This Could Mean Losing Girlfriends, Wives, Relatives, Jobs And Maybe Your Mind.