The Idea For A Novel

A Life Without Love Is Like A Tree Without Fruit.

The Loss Of Memory Isn't Always The Problem; Sometimes--maybe Even Often--it's The Solution.

... Don't Let Your Elders And Supposed Betters Tell You Any Different. Sure, You've Never Been To Paris. No, You Never Ran With The Bulls At Pamploma. Yes, You're A Pissant Who Had No Hair In Your Armpits Until Three Years Ago - But So What? If You Don't Start Out Too Big For Your Britches, How Are You Gonna Fill 'em When You Grow Up? Let It Rip Regardless Of What Anybody Tells You, That's My Idea; Sit Down An Smoke That Baby.

Just Go On Dancing With Me Like This Forever And I'll Never Tire. We'll Scrape Our Shoe On The Stars And Hang Upside Down From The Moon.

I Believe The Road To Hell Is Paved With Adverbs, And I Will Shout It From The Rooftops.