I Think The Reason My Stories Have

It Was A Pleasure To Burn.

The Automobile Is The Most Dangerous Weapon In Our Society - Cars Kill More Than Wars Do.

Who Has More Pockets Than A Magician? A Boy. Whose Pockets Contain *more* Than A Magicians? A Boy's.

The River Was Mild And Leisurely, Going Away From The People Who Ate Shadows For Breakfast And Steam For Lunch And Vapors For Supper.

It's Lack That Gives Us Inspiration. It's Not Fullness.