I Spent Three Days A Week For

Digression Is The Soul Of Wit.

First Of All, It Was October, A Rare Month For Boys.

Love Is The Answer To Everything. It's The Only Reason To Do Anything.

You Must Stay Drunk On Writing So Reality Cannot Destroy You.

For If We're Destroyed, The Knowledge Is Dead...we're Nothing More Than Dust Jackets For Books...so Many Pages To A Person.