Do Any Men Grow Up Or Do

What If I Fall?', Tim Cried. Maerlyn Laughed. 'sooner Or Later, We All Do.

I'm Having A Magenta Day. Not Just Red, But Magenta!

God Wiped Snot Out Of His Nose And That Was You.

For Every Mother Who Ever Cursed God For Her Child Dead In The Road, For Every Father Who Ever Cursed The Man Who Sent Him Away From The Factory With No Job, For Every Child Who Was Ever Born To Pain And Asked Why, This Is The Answer. Our Lives Are Like These Things I Build. Sometimes They Fall Down For A Reason, Sometimes They Fall Down For No Reason At All.

A Writer's Notebook Is The Best Way In The World To Immortalize Bad Ideas. My Idea About A Good Idea Is One That Sticks Around And Sticks Around And Sticks Around.