Every Man Or Woman Who Loves Him,

We Don't Know The Days That Will Change Our Lives. Probably Just As Well.

I Never Saw Any Of My Dad's Stories. My Mother Said He Had Piles And Piles Of Manuscripts.

I'm A Salami Writer. I Try To Write Good Salami, But Salami Is Salami.

In The End, The Wind Takes Everything, Doesn't It? And Why Not? Why Other? If The Sweetness Of Our Lives Did Not Depart, There Would Be No Sweetness At All.

Fear Stands For Face Everything And Recover – Old Aa Saying