When God Closes One Door, He Slams

Here's How It Is: I Feel Guilty About Every Single Bite Of Food That Goes Into My Mouth.

I Went Grey At 12, My Eyesight Went At 17. I've Been A Crock From Very Early On.

When Happiness Makes A Guest Appearance In One's Life,it's Important To Make The Most Of It.it May Not Stay Around For Long And When It Has Gone Wouldn't It Be Terrible To Think That All The Time One Could Have Been Happy Was Wasted Worrying When The Happiness Would Be Taken Away.

I Used To Write In Bed, Starting When I Woke Up. I Believe That Creative Work Comes From Our Subconscious Mind, So I Try To Keep The Gap Between Sleep And Writing As Minimal As Possible.

What Doesn't Kill Us Makes Us Funnier.