His Hand Is Cool On My Cheek

It Was Nice Not Having To Be The One In Control, For A Little While. It Was Nice To Be The One Who Was Protected, Instead Of The One Who'd Been Protecting Eveyone Else.

Every Year I Tell Myself That I’m Not Going To Read Any Reviews And Then I Do. We’re All Human And When I Read Something Negative It Hurts. I Think When You Write It’s Part Of The Game, You’re Going To Get Some Good Reviews And Some Bad Reviews And That’s How It Goes. I Don’t Write For The Reviews.

Life Is Not A Plot; It's In The Details.

When It Comes To Memories, The Good And The Bad Never Balance.

He Gently Touched His Mother's Cheek, Felt Her Sorrow Slip Over His Fingertips.