It's A Wonderful Thing, As A Writer,

Truly Life Is Wasted On The Living.

There's Not Much High And Low Culture Any More: There's Just Mingling Streams Of Art And What Matters Is Whether It's Good Art Or Bad Art.

You’re Alive. That Means You Have Infinite Potential. You Can Do Anything, Make Anything, Dream Anything.

A Life That Is, Like Any Other, Unlike Any Other.

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