Seventy Percent Of A First Draft Is

When In Doubt, Ignore And Be Horribly Unimpressed

I Am Sincere, Ma Petite, Even When I Lie.

What Is Love? Sometimes It's Just Letting Yourself Be Who And What You Are, And Letting The Person You're Supposed To Love Be Who And What He Is Too. Or Maybe What And Who They Are.

I Wanted To Say Something Brilliant. My God, Holmes, How Did You Know The Zombie Was Hiding In The Flower Pot? But I Couldn't Lie.

I Hated Missing The End Of Anything. I Was Always Convinced That The Bit I'd Miss Would Be The Best Part.