Writing Isn't A Source Of

Here In The Summer Desert, Winter Found My Blood

Southerners Have Many Fine Qualities, Charm And Civility Among Them, And A Sense Of The Tragic.

There Are No Explanations For Human Evil. Only Excuses.

The Only Thing I Know For Sure Is How Much I Do Not Know.

There's No Use Wasting Are Energy Being Afraid Of The Devils, Demons And Things That Go Bump In The Night... Because Ultimately We'll Never Encounter Anything More Terrifying Than The Monster Among Us. Hell Is Where We Make It.