Wanting More Is Just A

Your Hair Is Winter Fire January Embers My Heart Burns There, Too.

Not Everybody Believes In Ghosts, But I Do. Do You Know What They Are, Trisha? She Had Shaken Her Head Slowly. Men And Women Who Can't Get Over Their Past . . . That's What Ghosts Are.

Death Is When The Monsters Get You.

I Go Where The Story Leads. And, Sometimes, It Is A Little Bit Outrageous. And I Relish That. I Sort Of Want To Be As Much On The Edge As I Can.

The Color White Is The Absence Of Memory.