Our History Is An Aggregate Of Last

Get Too Conceptual, Too Cute And Remote, And Your Characters Die On The Page.

A Woman Is Only Half Of Something There Are Usually Two Sides To.

There Was No Difference Between The Behavior Of A God And The Operations Of Pure Chance.

You May Never Get To Touch The Master, But You Can Tickle His Creatures.

Oh, This Beer Here Is Cold, Cold And Hop-bitter, No Point Coming Up For Air, Gulp, Till It's All--hahhhh.