More Sex. We Must Have More Sex.

I Hate Being Awake At Three In The Morning. It Is The Godforsaken Heart Of Darkness When The Body Runs Slow, And The Brain Runs Slower, And All You Want To Do Is Sleep. But I Had Promises To Keep, And Miles To Go Before I Could Sleep. Or At Least A Couple Of Miracles To Perform Before I Could Go To Bed.

I'd Killed Him In The End, But Revenge Only Makes Things All Better In The Movies. In Real Life, Once The Villain Is Dead The Trauma Lives On Inside The Victims.

Most Hatred Is Based On Fear, One Way Or Another. Yeah. I Wrapped Myself In Anger, With A Dash Of Hate, And At The Bottom Of It All Was An Icy Center Of Pure Terror.

It All Adds Up; Never Discount Your Efforts, Because Small Efforts Build Big Things. One Word Doesn't Make A Novel, But One Word Does Begin A Novel, And From That Small Beginning Everything Else Follows. Even If It's Just 'the', Write Something On That Blank Page.

To Know Another's Heart, You Must First Know Your Own.