I Do Have One Slightly

Let's Face It. No Kid In High School Feels As Though They Fit In.

Give Me Just Enough Information So That I Can Lie Convincingly.

As It Happened, All Three Of Us Turned Out To Be Real Writers--a Coincidence Almost Too Large To Be Termed Mere Coincidence In A Society Where Literally Tens Of Thousands (maybe Hundreds Of Thousands) Of College Students Aspire To The Writer's Trade And Where Bare Hundreds Actually Break Through.

It Always Comes Down To Just Two Choices. Get Busy Living, Or Get Busy Dying.

She Looks Like The Type That Might Freak Out. It's Something In The Eyes, Frannie. It Says If You Shoot My Sacred Cows, I'll Shoot Yours.