Some Writers Are Only Born To Help

You Make Your Own Luck, Gig. You Know What Makes A Good Loser? Practice.

Mr. Barnes, It Is Because I Have Lived Very Much That Now I Can Enjoy Everything So Well

When I Saw Her I Was In Love With Her. Everything Turned Over Inside Of Me. She Looked Toward The Door, Saw There Was No One, Then She Sat On The Side Of The Bed And Leaned Over And Kissed Me.

Everyone Has His Own Conscience, And There Should Be No Rules About How A Conscience Should Function.

Oh, Darling, I've Been So Miserable.