Nothing Is Ever Lost, Sarah. Nothing That

No Matter How Many Times You Shake It The Last Drop Always Ends Up In Your Pants

I Understand From My Own Work That Haste Makes Waste. But I Also Understand That ... The Creative Spark Dims, And Then Death Puts It Out. William Shakespeare, For Instance, Hasn’t Produced A New Play For 400 Years. That, My Friends, Is A Long Dry Spell.

If We Don't Have Each Other, We Go Crazy With Loneliness. When We Do, We Go Crazy With Togetherness.

Take The Dead From The Dead, The Old Proverb Said; Only A Corpse May Speak True Prophecy.

If You Intend To Write As Truthfully As You Can, Your Days As A Member Of Polite Society Are Numbered.