This Is Not My Life. These Are

Pain Is Not Wat You Get, It Is Wat You Give.

The World Does Not Turn Without Moments Of Grace. Who Cares How Small.

Long Ago, Long Ago. The Simple Things Come Back To Us. They Rest For A Moment By Our Ribcages Then Suddenly Reach In And Twist Our Hearts A Notch Backward.

You Cannot Read Any Image Of The World Trade Center Without Thinking Of 9/11.

Ultimately, You Can Only Ever Write What You Know. It's Logically And Philosophically Impossible To Write What You Don't Know.