The Soul Is A Magician. Only Living

I Hate The Way, Once You Start To Know Someone, Care About Them, Their Behavior Can Distress You, Even When It's Unreasonable And Not Your Fault, Even If You Were Really Trying To Be Careful, Tactful.

Whatever The Hell I Am, I Am Me.

He Sat By Her, Watching Every Gesture She Made, As If He Would Paint Her Portrait Afterward.

No One More Cynical Than An Idealist.

If They Had Said My Writing Wasn't Good Enough, Fair Enough, That's An Opinion. But To Say It's Too Complex Is To Insult The Intelligence Of The So-called Young.