Why Do The Gods Make

Fire Consumes, But Cold Preserves.

I Feel Satisfaction At The End Of The Day When I've Written A Scene That I Really Like Or When I Write A Good Line Of Dialogue That I Read Out To My Wife Or Something Like That. But There's Also Days Where It's Just Bloody Agony And I Go, 'ugh, This Is Such Crap! Why Did I Think I Had Any Talent?

A Dead Enemy Is A Joy Forever

Know The Men Who Follow You And Let Them Know You. Don't Ask Your Men To Die For A Stranger.

Inside The Room, A Man And A Woman Were Wrestling. They Were Both Naked.