I Like Seeing People When

I Only Want To Write. And There's No College For That Except Life.

Even A Broken Heart Doesn't Warrant A Waste Of Good Paper.

...surely I Could Give Him--a Sort Of Contentment... That Isn't Enough To Give. Not For The Giver.

My God - It's A Green Child!" Said The American. "what Is This Place - The House Of Usher?

Time Takes The Ugliness And Horror Out Of Death And Turns It Into Beauty.