Few Of Us Write Great Novels; All

Spite Is Never Lonely; Envy Always Tags Along.

The Past Is Strapped To Our Backs. We Do Not Have To See It; We Can Always Feel It.

A Car Is Useless In New York, Essential Everywhere Else. The Same With Good Manners.

Don't Ask Others To Forgive In You A Sin They're Dying To Commit Themselves.

Fields Can Lie Fallow But We Can't; We Have Less Time.