Everything I Needed Was In My Car,

Be Nice, Be Nice, Until It's Time To Stop Being Nice, Then Destroy Them.

Was A Clear, Pale Blue Like The Eyes Of A Siberian Husky Dog. Human Beings Just Didn't Have Eyes Like That.

Seventy Percent Of A First Draft Is Garbage And 30 Percent Is Gold, But You Have To Write 100 Percent To Get That 30.

I Looked Up At Ellen And Her Not-glowing Pentagram. "harm None Is The Rule, Ellen: Bad Witch, No Cookie.

That Was The True Terror Of Love, That You Could Love With Your Whole Heart, Your Whole Soul, And Lose Both