That's The Way It Ends. The Thin

The Male, For All His Bravado And Exploration, Is The Loyal One, The One Who Generally Feels Love. The Female Is Skilled At Betrayal And Torture And Damnation.

The Free Soul Is Rare, But You Know It When You See It - Basically Because You Feel Good, Very Good, When You Are Near Or With Them.

Human Relationships Simply Aren't Durable. I Think Back To The Women In My Life. They Seem Non-existent.

My Ambition Is Handicapped By Laziness

Don't Ever Write A Novel Unless It Hurts Like A Hot Turd Coming Out.