What Kind Of A Maniac Needed Over

I've Found Out That Falling In Love Doesn't Have Anything To Do With Time. It Can Take A Year Or An Instant. It Happens When It's Ready To Happen.

Love Wasn't The Soft, Silky Words The Poets Spoke Of. Love,with It's Twin Edges, Was The One Factor That Weakened So Many Women, That Pushed Them To Compromised Their Own Wants, Their Own Needs For The Needs And Wants Of Another.

We're Not Blank Slates. What We've Done, What We've Survived All Go Into Us.

What About Your Crepe?" "stuff It." "she's Crazy About You," Mavis Commented. "it's Almost Embarrassing, The Way She Fawns.

I Never Had A Plan, Except To Write. I Love What I Do, And Have From The Beginning. Loving What You Do Makes It A Lot Easier To Work, Every Day, To Face The Tough Spots And Heel In For The Long Haul. Nothing Against Plans; They Work For Some People. But For Me, If I'd Been Planning, Worrying About Numbers, Trying To Micro-manage My Career, I Wouldn't Have Focused On The Writing. If You Don't Write, You're Not Read. If You're Not Read, You Don't Sell. So That's My Master Plan, I Guess. Write The Books, Let The Agent Agent, The Editor Edit, The Publisher Publish.