A Lie Is An Act Of Theft.

It Has Been My Experience That Most Human Stories Are Circular Rather Than Linear. Regardless Of The Path We Choose, We Somehow End Up Where We Commenced - In Part, I Suspect, Because The Child Who Lives In Us Goes Along For The Ride.

Age Is A Peculiar Kind Of Thief. It Slips Up On You And Steps Inside Your Skin And Is So Quiet And Methodical In Its Work That You Never Realize It Has Stolen Your Youth Until You Look Into The Mirror One Morning And See A Man You Don't Recognize.

Write For The Love Of Your Art. Someplace Down The Road, The Money, The Fame, They'll Come, But By That Time You Won't Be Thinking In Terms Of Money Or Fame.

Why Do I Always Feel Like You're Trying To Staple My Umbilical Cord To The Corner Of Your Desk?

Success, Like Fashion, Is A Fickle Companion And Can Leave One In The Wink Of An Eye.