I Write Out Of Revenge.

Nobody Knows Anything...... Not One Person In The Entire Motion Picture Field Knows For A Certainty What's Going To Work. Every Time Out It's A Guess And, If You're Lucky, An Educated One.

The Easiest Thing To Do On Earth Is Not Write…but This Is Life On Earth, You Can't Have Everything.

My Westley Will Come For Me.

Chapter One. The Bride." He Held Up The Book Then. "i'm Reading It To You For Relax." He Practically Shoved The Book In My Face. "by S. Morgenstern. Great Florinese Writer. The Princess Bride. He Too Came To America. S. Morgenstern. Dead Now In New York. The English Is His Own. He Spoke Eight Tongues." Here My Father Put Down The Book And Held Up All His Fingers. "eight. Once In Florin City...

Fezzik's In Trouble, Bubble Bubble, His Brain Is Just Not In The Pink, His Mind Is Rubble, Rub-a-dub Double, Because Everyone Needs Him To Think.