I Often Have To Write A Hundred

Life Is Just A Short Period Of Time In Which You Are Alive.

You Can No More Make Someone Tell The Truth Than You Can Force Someone To Love You.

He Was No More, Freed From Being, Entering Into Nowhere Without Even Knowing It. Just As He'd Feared From The Start.

Everything Dictated Silence And Self-control But I Couldn't Restrain Myself And Spoke My Mind.

What I Have In Mind When I Start To Write Could Fit Inside An Acorn-an Acorn, Moreover, That Rarely If Ever Grows Into An Oak. Write Fiction And You Relinquish Reason. You Start With An Acorn And You End Up With A Mackerel.