We Are Not Strangers To Ourselves, We

Not An Insult Sweetie. That Was A Thirteen Word Kiss.

The Wives Of Spartans Are The Secret Pillars Of The World."--odd Thomas

He Once Told Me That An August Evening Was "as Hot As Three Toads In A Cuisinart," A Comparison That Left Me Blinking Two Days Later.

If I Drive Myself To The Brink Of My Ability, Then I Don't Get Stale Or Bored.

Hunches [are] Just Messages From The Subconscious, Which [is] Thinking Furiously All The Time And Processing Information We Have Not Consciously Noted.