You'd Never Killed Anyone. Then You Had.

What Mortal Knew The Way Their Fate Line Would Run?

A Hand Fought Best When It Made A Fist.

Sometimes You Didn't Really Arrive At A Conclusion About Your Life, You Just Discovered That You Already Had.

After A While, You Start To Realize That You Should Write A Book You Would Want To Read. I Try To Write A Book I Would Enjoy.

When I Was 18 Years Old, In A More Innocent Time, My First Backpacking Trip Through Europe, I Sneaked Into The Temple Of Saturn In The Roman Forum After Nightfall And Spent Several Hours In There Avoiding The Guards Patrolling.