Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.
My major regret in life is that my childhood was unnecessarily lonely.
When God hands you a gift, he also hands you a whip; and the whip is intended for self-flagellation solely.
Fame is only good for one thing - they will cash your check in a small town.
Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade just as painting does, or music. If you are born knowing them, fine. If not, learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself.
Well, I'm about as tall as a shotgun, and just as noisy.
