I Worry About You Bev.

A Life Without Love Is Like A Tree Without Fruit.

The World Was The Overlook Hotel, Where The Party Never Ended. Where The Dead Were Alive Forever.

What I'm Saying Is That I'm Trying To Find Rational Reasons To Explain Irrational Feelings, And That's Neveer A Good Sign.

As A Teenager, I Read A Lot Of H.p. Lovecraft, So I Wrote Like H.p. Lovecraft. And In My 20s, I Read A Lot Of Ross Macdonald And Raymond Chandler, So I Wrote Like Those Guys. But, Little By Little, You Develop Your Own Style.

A Person Could See A Lot Without Ever Leaving His Own Living Room. Especially If He Had The Right Tools.