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Regret, Daisy Knew, Was The Only Confirmation Of A Well-lived Life. If You Didn't Occasionally Go Too Far, You Weren't Going Anywhere.

We Opened Our Hearts. Hear Me, Heal Me, Save Me, Believe Me.

What We Don't Understand We Can Make Mean Anything.

I Am A Writer And The Greatest Compliment I Can Get Is To Know That I've Contributed Language To The Culture, That I've Defined Something, Given It A Name. So I Think That Is One Of The Great Things A Writer Can Do.

Real Smarts Begin When You Quit Quoting Other People.