We're Stronger In The Places That We've

I Say That Is Wine," Brett Held Up Her Glass. "we Ought To Toast Something. 'here's To Royalty.'" "this Wine Is Too Good For Toast-drinking, My Dear. You Don't Want To Mix Emotions Up With A Wine Like That. You Lose The Taste." Brett's Glass Was Empty.

It Was Strange How Easy Being Tired Enough Made It.

Out Of All The Things You Could Not Have There Were Some Things That You Could Have And One Of Those Was To Know When You Were Happy And To Enjoy All Of It While It Was There And It Was Good.

You Make Your Own Luck, Gig. You Know What Makes A Good Loser? Practice.

At Night, Never Go To Bed Without Knowing What You'll Write Tomorrow.