Melt All The Guns, I Thought, Break

There Is Only One Type Of Story In The World-your Story.

Lone At Night, When I Was Twelve Years Old, I Looked At The Planet Mars And I Said, 'take Me Home!' And The Planet Mars Took Me Home, And I Never Came Back. So I've Written Every Day In The Last 75 Years. I've Never Stopped Writing.

Everyone Must Leave Something Behind When He Dies, My Grandfather Said. A Child Or A Book Or A Painting Or A House Or A Wall Built Or A Pair Of Shoes Made. Or A Garden Planted. Something Your Hand Touched Some Way So Your Soul Has Somewhere To Go When You Die, And When People Look At That Tree Or That Flower You Planted, You're There.

We Have Everything We Need To Be Happy, But We Aren't Happy. Something's Missing.

The Automobile Is The Most Dangerous Weapon In Our Society - Cars Kill More Than Wars Do.