You're A Writer. Make It Up.

This Wasn't The Way I Had Imagined My Adventures, But Reality Ignored My Wishes From The Get-go, Giving Me A Body Best Suited For Stacking Books In The Library, Injecting So Much Fear Into My Veins That I Could Only Cower In The Stairwell When The Violence Came. Maybe Someday My Arms And Legs Would Thicken With Muscle And The Fear Would Drain Away Like Dirty Bathwater. I Wish I Believed These Things Would Happen, But I Didn't.

Every Time Something Bad Happens, Like We Lose A Day Because Of Weather Or An Actor Gets Injured Or Anything Else Happens, The Schedule Has To Change. It's The Most Challenging Tetris Puzzle.

Perhaps A Hero Is Someone Who Doesn’t Register His Own Vulnerability. Is It Courage, Then, If You’re Too Daft To Know You’re Mortal?

‎i Was Cursed With The Pessimism Of Both The Russians And The Jews Two Of The Gloomiest Tribes In The World. Still If There Wasn't Greatness In Me Maybe I Had The Talent To Recognize It In Others Even In The Most Irritating Others.

Once You Realise That Heroes Die, Everything Becomes That Much More Terrifying.