Because She Was A Princess She Had

Write What You Want To Read. The Person You Know Best In This World Is You. Listen To Yourself. If You Are Excited By What You Are Writing, You Have A Much Better Chance Of Putting That Excitement Over To A Reader.

...my Friend, There Are Some Things That I Cannot Tell You. Some I Will Tell You In Time; Some, Others Will Tell You; Some You May Never Know, Or You May Be The First To Find The Answers.

Oh, Why Does Compassion Weaken Us?' It Doesn't, Really...somewhere Where It All Balances Out-don't The Philosophers Have A Name For It, The Perfect Place, The Place Where The Answers Live?-if We Could Go There, You Could See It Doesn't.it Only Looks, A Little Bit, Like It Does, From Here, Like An Ant At The Foot Of An Oak Tree. He Doesn't Have A Clue That It's A Tree; It's The Beginning Of The Wall Round The World, To Him.

The Touch Of Evil Poisons By The Idea Of It. Reject The Idea, And You've Rejected The Evil

My Kind [vampires] Does Not Surprise Easily," He Said. "you Surprised Me, This Morning. I Have Thus Used Up My Full Quota Of Shock And Consternation For Some Interval." I Stared At Him. "you Made A *joke*." "i Have Heard This Kind Of Thing May Happen.