Heaven Is A House With Porch Lights.

A Book Is A Loaded Gun.

Treasure This Day And Treasure Yourself, Truly, Neither Will Ever Happen Again.

Don’t Think. Thinking Is The Enemy Of Creativity.

We Do Need Knowledge. And Perhaps In A Thousand Years We Might Pick Smaller Cliffs To Jump Off. The Books Are To Remind Us What Asses And Fools We Are.

Your Intuition Knows What To Write, So Get Out Of The Way.