My Writing Has Always Been

What Happened?" He Demanded. "i Heard An Explosion!" "yeah.that Was Me. I Set The Boat Alight." "what?" "i Set Fire To The Boat." "but We're On The Boat!" "i Know.

All That Sadness. All That Anger. It Is The Smoke That Gets Into Your Eyes. If You Do Not Blow It Away, How Can You Hope To See?

There Are Problems And There Are Children. It Is Our Aim To Separate The Two.

No Offense, But I'd Rather Kiss The Horse.

We Live In An Age When There Is No Room For The Impossible.