If I Could Write The Perfect Novella

A Person Is, Among All Else, A Material Thing, Easily Torn And Not Easily Mended.

It Is Shaming Sometimes How The Body Will Not, Or Cannot, Lie About Emotions. Who, For Decorum’s Sake, Has Ever Slowed His Heart, Or Muted A Blush?

It Was Always The View Of My Parents...that Hot Weather Encouraged Loose Morals Among Young People.

If I Could Write The Perfect Novella I Would Die Happy.

One Important Theme Is The Extent To Which One Can Ever Correct An Error, Especially Outside Any Frame Of Religious Forgiveness. All Of Us Have Done Something We Regret - How We Manage To Remove That From Our Conscience, Or Whether That's Even Possible, Interested Me.