Her Majesty Is One Verb Short Of

It Wasn’t Going To Be Hard…it Was Going To Be Impossible. It Wouldn’t Deter Me. I'd Done Impossible Things Several Times In The Past, And The Prospect Didn’t Scare Me As Much As It Used To.

If It Weren't For Greed, Intolerance, Hate, Passion And Murder, You Would Have No Works Of Art, No Great Buildings, No Medical Science, No Mozart, No Van Gough, No Muppets And No Louis Armstrong.

The Industrial Age Had Only Just Begun; The Planet Had Reached Its Best Before Date.

...being Written By Someone Who Might Not Quite Understand The Subconscious Nuance Of The Character Leaves Us In Varying Degrees Of Flatness.

Fiction Wouldn't Be Much Fun Without Its Fair Share Of Scoundrels, And They Have To Live Somewhere.