A Short Story Is Something

Knowing And Knowing What To Do About It Were Two Different Things.

And There Comes A Time In Your Life When You Realize That If You Don't Take The Opportunity To Be Happy, You May Never Get Another Chance Again.

You Use Simple Brushstrokes In A Screenplay For Things Over Which You Would Take Much Greater Pains In A Novel.

I Told Him The Truth, That I Loved Him And Didn't Regret Anything About Our Lives Together. But Do We Ever 'tell The Truth, The Whole Truth, And Nothing But The Truth, So Help Me God' As My Father Used To Say, To Those We Love? Or Even To Ourselves? Don't Even The Best And Most Fortunate Of Lives Hint At Other Possibilities, At A Different Kind Of Sweetness And, Yes, Bitterness Too? Isn't This Why We Can't Help Feeling Cheated, Even When We Know We Haven't Been?

Why Mince Words? Beautiful Ruins Is An Absolute Masterpiece.