The Writer Wants To Be

If You Are Going To Do Something Wrong, At Least Enjoy It.

There Was No Answer, No Solution, No Sop, No Deliverance. What, Then, Did I Do? I Read Faster.

The Purpose Of Life Is To Matter, To Be Productive, To Have It Make A Difference That You Lived At All-using The Talents That God Has Given You For The Betterment Of Others.

The Fellow Who Laughs Last May Laugh Best, But He Gets The Reputation Of Being Very Slow-witted.

Words Sing. They Hurt. They Teach. They Sanctify. They Were Man's First, Immeasurable Feat Of Magic. They Liberated Us From Ignorance And Our Barbarous Past.