The Enemy Is Always In

I Seemed Busy, Busy, Busy, But I Suppose, If Pressed, I Might Have Admitted That, For All My Frenzy, I Was Very Much Alone.

Being A Screenwriter Is Not Enough For A Full Creative Life.

Her Heart Was A Secret Garden And The Walls Were Very High.

You Are Wonderful, Father.""i'm More Than Wonderful, How Dare You Insult Me.

Do I Love You? My God, If Your Love Were A Grain Of Sand, Mine Would Be A Universe Of Beaches.