You're Beautiful, Like A May

For A True Writer Each Book Should Be A New Beginning, Where He Tries Again For Something That Is Beyond Attainment.

Courage Is Grace Under Pressure.

The Only Decent Bone In Her Body Was Mine.

When I Saw Her I Was In Love With Her. Everything Turned Over Inside Of Me. She Looked Toward The Door, Saw There Was No One, Then She Sat On The Side Of The Bed And Leaned Over And Kissed Me.

Luck Is A Thing That Comes In Many Forms And Who Can Recognize Her?