The Poets Continually And Sometimes Wilfully Mistake

Later, Going Home, I Realized They Didn't Look Alike At All; What Made Them Seem To Was The Aftermath Of Stress And The Lingering Of Sorrow. It's Strange How Pain Marks Our Faces, And Makes Us Look Like Family.

Amateurs Sit And Wait For Inspiration, The Rest Of Us Just Get Up And Go To Work.

The Scholar's Greatest Weakness: Calling Procrastination Research.

Be True, Be Brave, Stand All The Rest Is Darkness.

Writers Write. That's All It Is. It Is As Simple, And As Complex, As That.