Talent Is Never Static. It's

I Have To Remind Myself That Some Birds Aren’t Meant To Be Caged. Their Feathers Are Just Too Bright.

...writing Fiction...is No Job For Intellectual Cowards.

Go Now. Our Journey Is Done. And May We Meet Again, In The Clearing, At The End Of The Path.

Everyone Loves Something For Nothing...even If It Costs Everything.

The Devil's Voice Is Sweet To Hear.